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Holidayz (Angel of Sadness)

November, December, I couldn’t bear to remember To joy and faith I say goodbye Resurrect me, only when these holidays die As my senior days become to fade Wipe away the innocence of the games we played I’m nearly an antique and as my life will come to pass Only to be intrigued Sometimes I wonder with the children ask November, December, I couldn’t bear to remember To joy and faith I say goodbye Resurrect me, only when these holidays die Against these cold tiles I rest my head As bad dreams and nightmares test this bed A Funeral for those whom bled It no longer rains, it only sleets It keeps me slipping from these tempered feet Like disaster is constantly pressing repeat So to these Novembers and Decembers, I couldn’t bear to remember To joy and faith I say goodbye Resurrect me, only when these holidays die Happy holidays Dear misery, slap me if I follow the paved Take these invisible gifts Make them into relive-able myths And one day, outside this life I’ll divorce the devastation Marry my dreams and finally hold my wife But fantasies are peaceful times So again I’ll leave you with a deceitful rhyme

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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