Reaper, O Reaper!
Calleth my name
Though In Vain
I have no shame
Reaped
Reaping
Will Reap
We give so much
We get so lost
We get back so little
After reaping our crops
We cease without stop
Reaped
Reaping
Will Reap
We ask a question
We get an answer
Find the answer!
The answer is key...
Its dearest to me!
Reaped
Reaping
Will Reap
Tending our flock
One Runs astray
We leave it be
But day it shall stay
The sun shall not set
Upon such a day
For one of my sheep
Is still gone astray
I search
I scream
My lungs, they grow tired
My emotions are flaring
Like merciless fire
Reaped
Reaping
Will reap
A testing of courage
A testing of faith
I saw my young sheep
Eating poisonous grapes
I left it to die
To die all alone
The poisonous grapes...
The falling of myself....
I can't do it....
I can't go on....
My heart, it yearns
To feel it again
My tender sheep
My best of all friends
We'd grown so close
Over such short a time
On my watch,astray...
I watched my friend die...
Reaped...
Reaping...
Will reap...
I promised it well
With but a vow
I word from my mouth
I left it alone
Astray on my watch
Till the breaking of day
Meant its life had gave way
To the dead and the broken
To the broken hearted
To my dearest Minerva
My dearly departed...
Minerva Valentine
July 1, 1991 - September 11, 2001
 Cloud N!ne · Mon Jun 04, 2007 @ 12:54am · 3 Comments |
