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Old 07-10-2009, 03:17 PM   #1
lanaia74
 
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Annie

Here beneath the city of Edinburgh, locked away like a wild animal
My daughter and I await the inevitable meeting with the reaper known as death
We have no choice in this matter, we have been marked by the black death, here we await death in a grave chosen by others, death in this place will not fail
My wife, has already died and taken her last breath

We are of the poor, others thinking since we would not be missed, we are of a lower status
Maybe our lives mean nothing to those up above, but I have a young daughter, Annie is her name
She watched her mother die an agonizing death, knowing she will eventually die, I try to make her last days special, for me this is a must
My small daughter, having to succumb, to the black death and it's insane game.

Annie, I really wanted more for you, but my hands are tied, as your destiny is chosen by others
Your death not far away, as upon your body, I can already see the mark of death
Like now all you can do is basically lie there, on the awful dirt floor, under my coat, I gave to you to use as cover
Annie, please forgive me, I know it is close now when you will take your last breath

Annie, I feel like I have totally failed you, my darling, you are the apple of my eye
Watching you grow from a babe, until a child, one that looks to daddy for everything
But this is something I had no choice in, depriving you of ever again seeing the light of day, or the beautiful blue sky
I hate the thought of knowing, in the light of day, I will never again see you play or a happy song you will sing.

Annie, all I can do is to make your last hours on this earth, as pleasant as I can
You lying here waiting on death, holding on tightly to the little doll, your mother made for you
I feel so inadequate, as I watch my child, dying, I wish I could say we will go away from here, just take my hand
I hate having to do this, I can't offer you another choice, this I do not have, even a few.

Annie, the end is now very near, I am so sorry there is nothing I can do
I can only be beside you, holding you, reassuring you as soon you will be in a different land
Annie, you will go first, but soon I will exit life, and I will follow you
As you take your last breath, I feel within my hand, you hold my hand with your small tiny hand.
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