sábado, 29 de agosto de 2009

CELLAR

It was a cold night of December
When Johan knelt down to remember
Every memory he could think of
Unpleasant were them, and lasted no little
He tried hard not to let tears fall
But stronger than him were, like a heavy blizzard
Thin streams of salty water or eye juice
Led the path to a non-escape endless rute

As he thought of Mary, the one he loved
Things got throwed away and broken by him with loath
No one was surround him in a biological way
But yet hanged-not with ropes- and for years they stayed

No one should get up from bed at this time
Not because it's late, because in risk it's their life
Shocked by noise and surprised by the fellow
All the family was gathered, and pushed to stay low
Everybody was sent to where they may glow
When shots will fly and sounding melow
Nobody except Johan could see inside the cellar
And nobody knew who was dying, was being the star
Blood was slathered by such a huge grudge
While they all deserved it, they ain't supposed to judge

He had been suffering for many others
And nothing he got back, not even his lover
Things were confusing, and all his thoughts shuffled
Now he finished what was important, nothing else mattered
Since all his plans worked wonderfuly
He did have no choice, he did what was A duty
He took his gun and with one bullet left
He shot at his photograph, in which he saw himself

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