(( . a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate .)) / .cause-love-is-a-curse-. -- Wild horses

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Date Posted: 14:32:54 03/19/05 Sat
Author: Angel & Mercy
Subject: (( . a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate .)) / .cause-love-is-a-curse-.
In reply to: Boned 's message, "[ the wound benieth ]" on 12:22:11 01/07/05 Fri

She walks to school with a lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back;
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace;
oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;
Bearing the burdon of a secret storm,
Sometimes she wishes she was never born;

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.

Concrete Angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night,
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights;
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
When morning comes it will be too late.

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.

Concrete Angel

A statue stands in a shaded place,
An angel girl with an upturned face;
Her name is written on a polished rock,
A broken heart that the world forgot.

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.

Concrete Angel

Slick jezebel entered the land that was said to be hers to begin with. A sigh emitted from within her depths, before a shift in her saddle was made. Hand rose as she tilted her hat to the side, her other hand patting her stallion's neck. A smile crossed her plain lips as she looked down at her stud, Mercy. She had had him ever since she was a little girl, she broke him, she trained him, and to this day she still loves him. Head rose as voids were shown, moments later they narrowed as she looked about. Hands were clasped onto the reins as she looked about for any wild horses that might be trying to slink past her sight.

He's a carrier of death, a stork in reverse
He blesses you with sickness
Cause love is a curse
The arsening in your Koolaid, the bomb in your mail,
He disappears in motion
But leaves a bloody trail

Drop to your knees, humble you pray
But can't put off your judgment day
There's a knock at your door, who could it be?
You got a new friend that's gonna set you free
He's making a list, he's checking it twice
No amount of money's gonna stop this vice

No mercy, no mercy, no mercy. You want mercy?
No fuckin' mercy! Oh no
With the wink of an eye, a snap of the finger
Now the smell of death is all that lingers
A doctor of death with a PhD, a specialist in pure misery

See you fucked with him even though you knew
And now your worst nightmares all come true
You scream and shout you beg and plead
But he's got your soul and that's all that he needs

He's the master, master of no mercy, no mercy, no mercy!

Aswell as his trainer and good friend, Mercy watched with caution. He was so attached to Angel that he almost did exactly as she did. Sometimes he even wished that he was a human. Ears twitched slightly as he looked about, eyes falling on the wild mare that he saw. Not a word was spoken, he didn't want to give away the mare's "hideout" just let. He'd let Angel find the mare on her own. Whipcords blew in the gentle breeze as he closed his voids for a moment, then opened them. Head lowered as he scratched his left front knee, then brought his dial back up. A soft nicker was given as he looked to the ground, then remained silent for the time being.

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