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Red velvet lips in the moon light
Sharp knife, take a life
Red velvet blood by day light
He was a sick man
She was a good wife
He ruled her world with a shaking hand
Told her she didn’t have the strength to stand
He pressed his fingers to her
Red velvet lips in the moon light
Stating be quiet or I’ll take your life
Red velvet screams break the night
Sharp knife, took her life
Red velvet blood greeted sun light
He was a sick man
She was a scared wife
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The nabors turned out their lights
By morning her…..
Red Velvet lips were an ashy grey
Her body on its way to decay
She shouldn’t have stayed
She had to leave one way
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Or the other
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Her Baby girl picked up her habits
Of never getting away
Simply because he told her she had to stay
Her boyfriend pressed his fingers to her
Red velvet lips in the moon light
One day he might take her life
He is a sick boy
She is a scared girl
He will be a sick man
Will she be a dead wife?

— Author Unknown

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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

— Macbeth, William Shakespeare 

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If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors
And life ain’t always what you think it ought to be
Ain’t even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

And I’ll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I’ve never known the lovin’ of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin’ my hand,
There’s a boy here in town, says he’ll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by

The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best, boys, and I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, I’ll sell ’em for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’
Funny when you’re dead how people start listenin’

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep ’em in your pocket
Save ’em for a time when you’re really gonna need ’em,

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best, boys, and I’ll wear my pearls.

 

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My breakfast today: bananas, yogurt, biscuits + a glass of milk. Did I mention that I’m a milk killer?? That’s for sure! 

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