Monday, September 21, 2009

Morning Gael's Cry


New tears wet my cheeks,

As the morn bade me wake.

This day does not in end sound good.

Forever it shall take.



Take my mind and sanity.

Take away my strength.

Take away my courage,

To travel any length.



The scene is layed before me,

A whisper through the air.

The blood and water have been shed,

But there shant ever be a care.



For this world is harsh and cruel,

In many more ways than one.

So wash these tears from my eyes,

And Please bring back the sun.



Light up the given night,

With something like a moon.

And releive me from the shadows,

And wake me up so soon.



Save me from this nightmare.

It is all that I shall ask.

Lady Moon please spare me.

Just this little, simple task.



For if I'm left here with no help,

Surely I will die.

Pass away and soon forget,

My plea, my reason why.


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