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Child of the Grave

suppose sun stop shining
and the clouds get dark
when there will not be the courage to face life
will you be there to give me shelter
shield me from the thunder
make me a bed of roses
melt away my fears,
my safety guaranteed.

suppose things will happen
those we term the unexpected
will you handle them as unexpected
hoping lies not perfected
and love remain respected
ours never Regretted
see some rejected
their communication neglected
their memories permanently deleted
but their hearts pulse the same beats
Always in a remember state they cannot reset.

Left in the cold
No one to hold
Heart bled, thoughts dead
Bond broken beyond reconstruction
Permanent heart condition
Said it was a hard decision
You could not replace
“Was not a case”
Where is that one you Praise
Meant to pay your class?
Has he the same face?
He used to give that promise?
Has he left like you left?

Come dear, I will lift you forget you left
Give you my best Taste
All I have, all my love
Dear child of the grave
Come to me and be safe
Come to me and be saved
Bring your love along
Let us live long.

I will do your hair, paint your lips, fit your hips
Make you feel beautiful among beasts
Make you always high on heels and wheels
Be on top that is your place in this life
Stay on top that is your space in this life
You are wise, none tell you otherwise
Live in lies, pay the price
The price is never nice
Be safe, tame the tongue
Come to me dear child
Come and be safe

A future is waiting
When you will keep winning
Come child of the grave
Take my hand
Show me where you want to go
I will walk with you. Hold my hand.
I will go with you wherever you land
In times of tides I will understand
With you I will stand just hold my hand.
Never let it go
Whether it grows cold as snow
And as you Grow you will know
Never to bite that hand
Dear child hold my Hand
Let me follow you to your fertile Land.

Your future is spelt
Go for it child, go Get
Be on top that is your place in this life
Stay on top that is your space in this life
Come dear, I will lift you forget you left
Give you my best Taste
All I have, all my love
Dear child of the grave
Come to me and be safe
Come to me and be saved
Come child of the grave
Take my hand
Show me where you want to go
I will walk with you. Hold my hand

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