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Wednesday, July 4, 2012

The Dove In The Monsters Heart


I wake up all alone again.
Just like the day before.
Where is my dove?
I bought her favorite movie.
That's all she left behind.
I had to loose myself.
 
Where is my dove? 
Where are her clothes? 
Where are her bones? 
I'm so alone.
 
I can't sleep without a woman's touch. 
I think I'll just fall apart.
Where is my dove?
I sit and wait for a call,
But all I hear is death,
from some black filthy crow.
 
Where is my dove? 
Where are her clothes? 
Where are her bones? 
I'm so alone. 
Where is my dove? 
Where is her smile? 
Where is your smell? 
I'm so alone.
 
Blood just pours on everything,
But they simply look the same,
Where is my dove?
This monster just bathes in sin,
just the same as you left him.
That poor stained soul of a man
 
Where is my dove? 
Where are her clothes? 
Where are her bones? 
I'm so alone.
Where is my dove? 
Where is her smile? 
Where is your smell? 
I'm so alone.
 
She is more than a bird
Or even a girl.
She left him so full of desire,
Now he wants to die.
Now he lives to crawl.
Where is my dove? 
Where are her clothes? 
Where are her bones? 
I'm so alone.
Where is my dove? 
Where is her smile? 
Where is your smell? 
I'm so alone.



















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