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THE BEAUTIFULLY BROKEN THEME SONG
By lovechild
fucked up beyond all repair
but beautifully broken, i swear
these are my musical notes
the sound of a scream as it's choked
off by a pair of gloved hands
the trickling of hourglass sands
the tick of the heart 'til it stops
the thud when the limp body drops
soon just the outline in chalk
that sweet voice that comes from a gloc
these are my memories' seeds
the infant that no one will feed
the cradle that rocks by itself
the plastic rose up on the shelf
the ice that freezes the walk
the child that will never talk
off and on dreams bring it back
cold as a corpse draped in black
haunting me as if already dead
is my own epitaph's aria in my head
sung by the first angel that fell
the legend on my stone REST IN HELL
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© 2009 lovechild
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A former member wrote:
This is stunning. I love the imagery of a broken child.
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On Monday, March 9, 2009, freudian-slip
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did you mean to post this four times?
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