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The Darkest Day

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minor chords, and minor fears
whispers of the end drawing near
bury you here, tonight
glimmers of thick moonlight
in your eyes
no, you're not coming home
we let you just die alone
now you hear our cries of

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it's not fair
the cloak of sorrows that you wear
its not right
losing the war, when you've won all the fights
the quickest lives are the hardest to bear
scream up to god "i'll remember, i swear!"
no, it's not fair

can you save the ones, that are already too far away?
can you hear it now, after your dying day
your pounding heart relapse,
you catch me as i laugh
it all away
you slipped through our fingertips,
songs still on sorrowed lips
how your words do fray

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A four-four heartbeat comes to a close,
why such a wicked end,
you're the only one who knows
though you struggle and strive,
you've saved too many lives
to give up now
fade to black,
you wont be coming back
and there's nothing left to say

it's not fair
when the sadness you carry is too much to bear
its not right
losing the war, when you've won all the fights
life is over, before you're even there
scream out to you, "i'll remember, i swear!"

no, it's not fair
hard as i try,
even angels die,
it's not fair,
and you're not there...
in loving memory of james sullivan, the rev, the reverend tholomew plague, jimmy. February 10, 1981-December 29, 2009. musician. artist. hilarity. writer. a good man. and the best damn drummer to ever grace the face of my eardrums. he will be greatly missed. <i/>

remember.
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VenaCide's avatar
That was beautiful. And on a less somber note, your rhythm and rhymes are spot on.