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Your black parade

The cars pass me up on this rainy day.

Thier black paint matching my dismay.

At the graveyard, the priest preaches of days gone by.

Our hearts are heavy with an unheard sigh.

We cry at the end for your soul now lost.

Then we get the bill and weep over the cost.

We fall into depression.

Our souls are in recession.

Everytime I pass your room I'm reminded of the truth.

We pack up your things and sell them from a booth.

I pretend your still here in a twisted charade.

But I'm reminded your gone by your black parade.


Something I thought of about funerals.

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i like that

BRIBRI


2008-07-23 18:19:00


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