A Tale Of Violins
Thursday 7th August 2003 – The Woman Whom Only Wore White
My premonition of a perfect woman has taken effect
Am I her companion position or am I a mistaken subject
The beautiful goddess of my religion, or am I her latest project
Or is this love modest, a horror movie, impossible to eject
“The woman whom only wore white” as she is in distance of my sight
With a glowing aura so bright and a smile that can light a city night
A gorgeous and precious face, exquisite hair and a flawless complexion
This love I shall embrace, or am I destined for bare rejection
A prime selection, one of angels, as I dwell in eyes so divine
As she asks for a direction, with a voice that is lovable and fine
Her priceless hair lay perfect upon her indescribable cheek
Sympathetic tears, unique laugh, what more could I seek
Similarities flash present, a perfected woman in her own respectful way
As I stare into her eyes, waves collide, as we lay on the bay
Return to my flat and emotionless I sleep as the night turns slowly gray
As her features fly array and astray
No need to talk
No need to say…
Saturday 16th August 2003 – As Tears Descend Red
‘As Tears Descend Red’ is the only way to describe my reaction
Has the devil stationed me to hell on earth, and were you apart of his faction
Because when I heard the news I didn’t want to think or believe
Until I saw your broken down body at the obscene murder scene
As I face reality, the series of events played out like a bad dream
Unforgettable memories solidified, remember the time we use to sing by the stream?
Remember the time we use to go out and your eyes would always gleam?
But I cannot understand this, because perfect is what our lives use to seem
You will always be with me in my dreams and always in essence
But I cannot see your emotions there, its not enough, I feel weak without your presence
As day by day passes, all I can do is mourn and ask why
Why is God shy, to open his thoughts, are they nothing but a lie?
Its understandable Lord, but its simple, why did she die?
She was a great person, but not good enough for your path to abide by?
As I try to shackle the demons, but they are too cunning and sly
As I say my last goodbye
*bam*…
…suicide
Wednesday 20th August 2004 – Heavenly Divine
Eternally I will be within the hands of my loving father and mother
For I have completed and proceeded in life, to take care and love one another
As the golden gates await my return to the land one could only read in a tale
And as the angels sit beneath the thrown, to the God I will always hail
Judgment Day is quickly arising and anxious I await the decision
All good taken into to consideration as my premonition from every vision
Then the Lord looks up with eyes divine and a face of a blinding light
He looks at me with a smile and nods and allows me to enter heavens height
Without hesitation I run up to you in heaven with arms open
For so many days, so many years we haven’t spoken
Your face is angelic and your eyes could bring death to any male
With the skin of an angel, so agile, so perfect, so pale
And as we re-unite my love once again, I see your precious face once more
Forever mended with peace from a dove, is the heart I once tore
And praise be to God and you my love, as holy fire wash over our sins
And as we begin a new friendship, relationship, over our ‘tale of violins’
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http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=300511
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