Harley Quinn
November 8th, 2010, 12:30 PM
Of a Service Man Laid To Rest
That tiny blood droplet
Formed around a hollow hole,
Digged deeper into the ground.
Tears dropping like blood droplets.
Laid to rest among the wild flowers,
Once an honour to the country
Now a lost soul driven under.
Black rose weltering, gasping for water
Decaying leaves just like the internal matter,
7 feet under lays a corspe
Of a service man laid to rest
There’s a black rose dying,
Of dreams that have been shattered
Shot down like the prickly thorn
That tiny blood droplet
Formed around a hollow hole,
Digged deeper into the ground.
Tears dropping like blood droplets.
Laid to rest among the wild flowers,
Once an honour to the country
Now a lost soul driven under.
Black rose weltering, gasping for water
Decaying leaves just like the internal matter,
7 feet under lays a corspe
Of a service man laid to rest
There’s a black rose dying,
Of dreams that have been shattered
Shot down like the prickly thorn