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A brass bell with a golden rope
My weight to pull it down
Half way from top to bottom
In the box that forms around
The golden twine the only thing left
To hold me above the ground
The ringing fills the halls
The houses and the hills
All that hear this song
Pain in you should fill
One ding for the fall
Nothing more for I be still
One note for you all
I hope this guilt will kill
Only one note for them all
The father and the brother
One note for them all
The sister and the mother
Sorry to you all that I am not so perfect
But it's all your f****** fault
For hating me cause I wasn't the right person
So instead of golden thread
You now have blood red rope
The perfect note of the ringing bell
Now filled with the screams of a frightened girl
Well my dress is black and my heart is too
So I have one last wish for you
That for every hour when that bell rings
You remember the screams
Of the girl who found me
Ringing the bell to wake you from your sleep
- Title: Bell
- Artist: Tandashi
- Description: It a poem I wrote awhile back. It's a bit sad but I still think it is decent.
- Date: 03/23/2009
- Tags: bell
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Sunafire - 03/29/2009
- Yeah it is a bit sad, but you pulled it off with good layout, good metaphors and overall a nice poem! ;D
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