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I am the beauty amongst this choir
That was until he showed up,
Now my voice-box hangs by a cold thin wire
I'm now the voice that shuts up...
A song is Cued
The door slams shut,
Its a tune that was once used
I try to leave but the door has rust,
His voice roams the room
The piano self played,
Slowly the room lights begin to gloom
I listen to the notes that begin to masquerade,
I began to sing his little game
My voice began to crack,
the echos repeat my shame
When I felt my head go whack,
Sing my bloody serenade
Hear my beautiful scream,
Watch the echos masquerade
No this Is not a dream
I hang like an angel
A Beauty that dwells,
My body is now dangled
I should have treated my friends well
I hang with my head in shame
Because of me I'm slayed,
I lost my voice in his game
Now I sing a bloody serenade,
- by thulium von leade |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/30/2013 |
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- Title: Soprano's bloody serenade
- Artist: thulium von leade
- Description: This is my original poem which is a slight murder mystery. There are 4 singers each who die or lose their minds in a twisted note. guess the killer before they can kill or torture the rest of the quartet. Its a story related poem and is also on my deviantart account so I thought id share it with you. Please comment, like and stuff. I hope you like it ive worked hard on it ^-^
- Date: 11/30/2013
- Tags: sopranos bloody serenade
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