Rookskerm
Registered User
Join date: Dec 2010
28 IQ
#1
This is a song I wrote a few weeks ago. The lyrics are pretty self explanatory, please tell me what you think

little shoes, empty as the day they were bought
oh what a gravestone they've become
This symbol of the gift that was to come
now the dreams lay shattered on the floor
no mother should have to make
the choice that laid before
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Her life, or yours both could be lost
the words rang through the white halls...
as your tears struck the sheets
*
little shoes, empty as the day they were bought
oh what a millstone they've become
hung around your neck
whispering they lay in that accursed brown box
where you packed away the pain
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Her life, our yours both could be lost
the words still ring out inside your home
They resonate in that hole that was left
when they tore apart your soul
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All you were groping for was a hand to hold yours
but those shoes broke the ties that were so strained before
So you both fall apart in the other's decay
and found yourself alone with nothing but the pain
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little shoes, empty as the day they were bought
oh what a noose they have become
like the one we found you on.
ambush is merely another name for Camping