Have you ever thought such thing?
Of how sharp those blades are,
Of how much sorrow they could bring.
One small slip,
Could end it all,
Oh look, can't you see it?
Theres blood on the walls.
What happened here?
Can't you tell?
I think its obvious,
Someone fell.
Blades of steel,
Pierced her dainty neck,
Sprawled on the floor,
Her body's a wreck!
She fell down the stairs,
The poor dear,
In the house by herself,
Now her soul resides here.
The funeral plays,
Gloomy and slow,
They've come to say goodbye,
But her spirit won't go.
She doesn't understand,
Why mommy is crying,
She doesn't understand,
The roses they were buying.
The flowers they left,
Upon the ground,
She stood next to them,
And made a frown.
Why were they leaving?
One at a time,
Were they coming back?
Why were they leaving her behind?
Rest in peace,
Oh young one,
Time to move on,
Look around you,
Everyone's gone.
So take my hand,
And i'll lead you above,
Pay no attention,
To those noisy doves.
They fly in and out,
Of our realm so high,
But they can never say a word,
Because God made them shy.
Spirits have their own secrets,
Humans have theirs,
They'll learn ours someday,
Sometimes in their prayers.
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