Paradise Patriarchand the sound of seven guns
drummed in her head
She wept
and the only thing to hold back
her tears, was a white handkerchief
that she kept in the pocket of her
best black dress
that she wore on special events.
He left
in search of his dreams out west
Bought his wings
from the man on the corner for a
dollar and it seemed, he didn't care
too much for them
so he traded them in.
Let me up I can take the pain
I could walk alone
There's a man on the corner
who has bad intentions
I can walk alone
I'm going to wear my sorrows
to his grave again
I will walk alone
Don't you lie anymore.
Now it seems that I'm too late
your eyes they hold that look again...
as I wipe the spittle from your chin.
You promised me years ago, this
road you're on wouldn't be your own
you said that you would
KICK.
Now it seems that I'm too late
I didn't notice in my haste
your train had come.
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I liked the transition from 'she' to 'I'. 
Gothik Angel
