Death Has Come, by LaLa Subscribe to rss feed for LaLa

Oh my, death has crawled upon me...
Ever so suddenly.
I wait for it's call.
And yes I'm quite appalled.
Has there been a mistake?
Was the wrong information underneath the paperweight?
This couldn't possibly be true.
Especially when I was good as you.
Well I guess it's time to accept the truth.
And wait for my immoral punishment of rue.
No! Wait. I don't want to go.
I still have so much to live for.
I don't recall ever doing anything bad.
How could you take me and leave my family sad?
No, I won't go unless I'm dragged down in chains.
I don't care, I can endure the pain.
How can you be so heartless and cruel?
Remembering only your one revengeful rule!
My child is very sick,
from the infectious bite of a tick.
But do you care?
No, you are unaware...
Death has come and I shall delay you no more.
Just tell my daughter she will see me...before she turns 4.

LaLa Curse
Posted: 2006-01-22 21:48:38 UTC

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