Owl
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Silent Death
Silent Death
She sits in silence
In silence does she sit
And in her mind she hears the sound
As she screams her silent scream
As she screams her scream of death
She sits in silence
And listens to her screams
That only comes to rest
On ears in silent death
The wind blows cold in winter
Like thoughts upon her mind
And thoughts of death will hold her
Till death has made her blind
While thoughts of death have held her
In its steely , so cold hand
And thoughts of death have beaten her
In death she held its hand
She travelled with the wintry wind
Above the cold bleak land
In death she found her freedom
From her troubles in this land
She sits in silence
In silence she does sit
While thoughts of death have held her
In its steely , so cold hand
And in her mind she hears the sound
As she screams her scream of death
A dusty Angel came to her
On many wintry nights
A dusty Angel promised her
Relief from stress and plights
The dusty Angel kept her word
In death that promise kept
For troubled in this land no more
She died while others wept
She cried, as others wept
She sits in silence
In silence she does sit
And in her mind, she hears no sound
In screams of silent death
In her dead mind, she hears no sound
As she screams in silent death
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11/2/2005, 10:46 pm
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