A Fathers Oblivion
By Jewel
When you give yourself pleasurewhere to you hide the pain?When you run from a ghostwhat is left to remain?When you loved a dead memoryDoes it always leave a stain?Your haunting hero's come far too lateyour army, your seed, won't break what's builtimmolation is far from gods willBut to lick the dust and live with guilt.I see you blush fear and not know whywell you ran from a life that was left here to tryso drown in sorrow bubbling from hellchoke on absolution, bargaining a dead tale.Two years pass, everything dreams just fineyour nightmares look pretty when they return this time.I'll give you a staff of honor for your age so don't look for pity, yet remember her undue loveor does this reveal your greatest wound?Not one day will pass when god won't rejoicehow she never did see what unveiled how fate turned and blackened you,hear laughter deck the leftover wallscried tears are now only but residue. Written April 13th, 2000 © on Nov 20 2001 11:21 AM PST 10 • 0 • 12
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"When you give yourself pleasurewhere to you hide the pain?When you run from a ghostwhat is left to remain?When you loved a dead memoryDoes it always leave a stain?Your haunting hero's come far too lateyour army, your seed, won't break what's builtimmolation is far from gods willBut to lick the dust and live with guilt.I see you blush fear and not know whywell you ran from a life that was left here to tryso drown in sorrow bubbling from hellchoke on absolution, bargaining a dead tale.Two years pass, everything dreams just fineyour nightmares look pretty when they return this time.I'll give you a staff of honor for your age so don't look for pity, yet remember her undue loveor does this reveal your greatest wound?Not one day will pass when god won't rejoicehow she never did see what unveiled how fate turned and blackened you,hear laughter deck the leftover wallscried tears are now only but residue...."