Ellirie Aviles


Pardon (Epi)


forgiveness, I beg your pardon
just before Armageddon
i think 'tis my motion
to accept your notion
i'm sorry
for my mistake
or ever, again i'll take
but this time for you, your sake
my plan is to be baked

oh, drown me on lake
or hit me with a rake
you can ask for a cake
but please heal me my ache.

a queen from another world
a story never been told
now my life was so cold
for you haven't ever called
please forgive me, my friend
to me forgiveness you must lend

now if not, you must remain
in, my fault i am detained
i have passed through lot's o rain
but now is when i gain
it's just a little grain
but owns a great, great pain!
now i am done
look at the sun
the game begun!

Submitted: Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, January 04, 2012

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