And then it fades

And then it fades.



Silly people with their serious faces bust in searching out my land in the hopes of solace, hope that makes them smile now, and then it fades...

Some woman with a little girl mentality is littler now because she threw up her food.  She could be that model her daddy would have loved, this should be happines, and then it fades...

My aunts name is Lorraine, they say she accepted the honor of being my God Mother, she should love me I tell myself, and then it fades...

I hold too much hate in, maybe I give others power.  I see it clearly I am standing up for something other than you now, and then it fades...

I see tall mountains and I expect some salvation in the cliche of a wise poet, and then it fades...

Extinct bears, god forbid they should grapple with dynasty the queen looks on grandchildren as noble as herself, and then it fades...

Old men judge too much, always hoping god loves them, because god could be our loving father, and then it fades...

I think I could lead you somewhere through dark hills, it isnt heaven but at least its not a lie.  You could hold my hand and maybe even say you love me,



And then it fades.

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This was my favorite part:
Some woman with a little girl mentality is littler now because she threw up her food. She could be that model her daddy would have loved, this should be happines, and then it fades...

I just wonder if you purposely only seemed to speak in the first person for some parts (such as the part concerning your Aunt Lorraine).

Overall, I enjoyed this.