I'm born for the day I die.
So you'll never see me cry.
I will go and fight!
Fight for the chance to die.
Maybe then I'll hear a lullaby.
Maybe then I'll find my peace.
It is not of me,
Nor not of you,
And so theres nothing we can do.
So beat me; break me;
See if you can take me!
Cause I'll get away from here.
Nothing moves when nothing stands.
Nor as the world falls to it's hands
When bent by a greater force.
That of another simple man.
But I am different!
I will not fall.
I can not!
I am already down.
. . .But my hands. . .
They are raised
Above my head!
So now listen as I say,
"I'm born for the day I die.
So you'll never see me cry.
I will go, and I will fight!
Fight for the chance to die. . .
For the one who sings my lullaby."
Please tell me what you think
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I know I probably sound repeptative in my comments but i really like this!
To me...I can kinda put a melody to it in my head and I see it as a song...I don't know if thats where you were going with it..but thats how I see it...
~Im Not That Girl~
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