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Blood Lullaby
Contributed by
surge_joebot
on
Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 09:35:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Broken doll inside a babies crib.
Crying mum insied a broken world.
Drunken dad too gone to notice.
Children so hungry for the blood lullaby.
Eyes flashing blue, pupiless... skin so pale.
Such tiny people running away into the snow.
To a fence, to a forest deep inside they go.
Surely this is the blood lullaby.
Not parents can harm them.
They run barefooted away from the pain.
Feet cut, blood trails left in the snow.
The only run to the blood lullaby.
Children gone from the world to see.
Too hurt and too pale to be real.
Their kind are called to the red snow woods.
Where the blood lullaby can only be heard.
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2004-11-23 21:35:55]
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Re: Blood Lullaby
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by HellsLibrarian on
Tuesday, 23rd November 2004 @ 09:37:59 PM AEST
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| Wow. Nice. Sad reality. |
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Re: Blood Lullaby
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by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Wednesday, 24th November 2004 @ 12:18:23 AM AEST
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| wow, this sounds a lot lyk mine, called 'Lullaby' |
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