~This song was in my head when I wrote this.~
Give me a kiss mother,
I have to go,
A final goodbye mother,
before the wind blows.
Death has come to get me mother,
I'm afraid I must depart.
I hate to leave you mother,
and you're sorry heart.
I'm sorry I must leave you mother,
but my time has come.
I'll say hello to father, mother.
You'll never be alone.
Hello father, It has been too long,
I'm sorry I left mother, father,
but my time had come..
Oh look, here she comes now father,
And she's carrying a gun.
YOU ARE READING
I see Humans, but No Humanity.
Poetry~ It really is a shame, that people play a game. A gun to their head, a knife in their bed, All because of a game~
