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Shadow on vocals and guitar.
On a cold and lonely night
After another violent binge
The door swung loosely open on a
battered, broken hinge.
She sat in the corner
shivering in a bloody, torn nightgown.
Wondering why the neighbors saw her,
but no one heard a sound.
She vowed she would never live another day.
No more punches, no more bruises, no more pain,
His death would not be in vain.
All that remains is ashes, soot and sugarcane.
She smoked a cigarette
and wiped away her last tears.
The wind blew through the window
and took away her fears.
She crept to his door
to find him passed out on the bed.
She torched the bed with him in it.
Watched it burn till he was dead.
She vowed she would never live another day.
No more punches, no more bruises, no more pain,
His death would not be in vain.
All that remains is ashes, soot and sugarcane.
All that remains is ashes, soot and sugarcane.
All that remains is ashes, soot and sugarcane.
@thenucleus Feb 20
Strong vibe and imagery , really liked it!
@andygetch Feb 20
Such a powerful sad story and ending. Very strong images.