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Author: Kyp, Prince of the Twice Dead
Fiction Rated: T - English - Tragedy - Reviews: 5 - Published: 04-30-06 - Updated: 04-30-06 - id:2164662

Mary Mary

Mary Mary

Watch her cry

Sixteen and ready to die

Mary Mary

Watch her scream

Happiness, a dying dream


Seventeen years ago

They weren't ready

Go ahead

"Fuck the consequences"


But Mary came

Daddy left

Mommy's a whore

Mary's life is gone


Love you Mary?

They wanted

To put a needle

Through your skull

Before you could even speak


Mary Mary

No more tears

There's love out there

Go find your "love"!

Why protect yourself

Mommy never did

Go find a fix

And when he's done

There's still a hope


Mary goes up to her room

Six-shooter in hand

No more pain Mary

Run to me


It was cold, dark day

When Mary died

And when they found her body

No one even cried


She's with me now

She's mine

Mommy and Daddy

Are coming soon too

They'll be a family again


And when they get to me

I'll laugh and tip my head

And tell them the only

Truth they need to know


"You couldn't wait

This is all your own fault

This is all your own fault

It's all your own damn fault"


There's a million Mary's here

Mistakes, rejects

The product of two fools

Who didn't want to wait


On every one of their souls

In the blood they took their lives with

I write their only epitath:


"The road to Hell is paved with good intentions."


© Copyright 2006 Kyp, Prince of the Twice Dead (FictionPress ID:135637).


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