A good by letter to mother
I wrote to burden all that I fear,
from bars and guns I live in here
yet screams from
down the wayward tiers
echos though my burnning ears.
T'was pain that peirced my heart I wrote
goodby my mother in a note
Tomarrow I might die with hate
to resure me will be to late
ten times ten hundred or so
I've got to defend my werry soul
what crys you 'd cry if you only knew
t'was them that could not break
my heart in two.
on the ground my body rolls
that I belong in a grave,
drown my flesh and sin's in bullys waves
reach out to the air of devine in the sky
not to ask or know the reason why,
just smile at the heated sun so high,
and bow thy heads to say goodby...
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