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- - - PARADISAL HELL - - -
I see when summer mourns
The rain clouds are still to come
Roses are dead on her stone
Cold hearths are set in empty homes
Garden beds have gone black
As dark as my heart, in fact
Love me and leave me alone
Along with the end of this song
The sun fails to
Penetrate the gloom
There is no hope
Swinging from a rope
Why must you go?
On the eve
Of dying hearts
Why do you hate me so?
Paradise becomes Hell
At the bottom of a well
Love rests in Death's bitter hand
When six feet deep beneath the sand
The sun fails to
Penetrate the mood
The is no hope
Swinging from a rope
Why must you go?
On the eve
Of dying hearts
Why do you hate me so?
The sun fails to
Penetrate the gloom
There is no hope
Swinging from a rope
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 11th Aug 2015
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Anonymous
14th Aug 2015 1:10am
'Why must you go?
On the eve
Of dying hearts
Why do you hate me so?'
King Hades. . .I am inebriated by this stanza. . .simply penned but it speaks to me. . .'Why do you hate me so?'. . .now if that isn't enough to break your heart. . .xoxo, Devlin;)
On the eve
Of dying hearts
Why do you hate me so?'
King Hades. . .I am inebriated by this stanza. . .simply penned but it speaks to me. . .'Why do you hate me so?'. . .now if that isn't enough to break your heart. . .xoxo, Devlin;)
14th Aug 2015 4:06am
