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Quiet now children Trailing your ****** rags The lights must go out Back to your cells Back into your minds Each of you Retreat into your personal hell and nirvana Toss and turn quietly now... Burn - be reborn in remembrance of the torture and the pain We can all be the village Carry her bones through the streets Raise her as our own As though she is alive The wind whistles into her skin Gusting through her body She is not alive Her muscles mechanically quiver Trying to bring warmth to the congealed veins But if she gave up so long ago Her heart refusing to pump again Why shouldn't her body sleep too? Rest my child Hush, hush.
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Hush, Hush
Quiet now children Trailing your ****** rags The lights must go out Back to your cells Back into your minds Each of you Retreat into your personal hell and nirvana Toss and turn quietly now... Burn - be reborn in remembrance of the torture and the pain We can all be the village Carry her bones through the streets Raise her as our own As though she is alive The wind whistles into her skin Gusting through her body She is not alive Her muscles mechanically quiver Trying to bring warmth to the congealed veins But if she gave up so long ago Her heart refusing to pump again Why shouldn't her body sleep too? Rest my child Hush, hush.
This one is a bit older. I found it in my high school notebook. My writing style has changed a little.
#peace#hell#dying#life#heart#pain#death#sleep#alive#quiet#bleeding#blood#body#nirvana#cold#children#child#hospital#hush
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
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