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10/11/2015 09:45
xasaoadela

“Dark November”

Right after October let me introduce you to “Dark November”

Many good souls find their death, now they marching some to heaven some to hell

Felling sad and miserable, will I ever survive dark November

Or unfortunately he will find my soul around the corner

Dark November, dark  November

“Dark November” tell me please what’s wrong with you

Is it the eleven number that makes you so angry and cruel

Or it’s the cold winter that makes you to act like crazy Typhon

I guess your scorpion poison; never leave us until we rich the  doom

Tell me November why you made us so sad, can u tell us the cure for you pain

How many tears do you need, in order to luff again?

Can you please wave to us for peace with your white flags

Or you just remain carrying proudly the title “the month of death”

Dark November, dark  November

I’m speaking facts; you took my father 10 years ago

Now I’m buying black suites like food, because you refuse to stop

The undertaker at the cemetery tired from digging more holes

I gave up November; I raise high my hands above

I’m waiting now until your rage will cross

Dark November, dark  November

Picture me roiling daily in this month

My head is down, my eyes fool of teardrops

Trying to survive these deadly times,

Good please save us from this deadly month

This goes out to all my November victims

 One love 4 u all, when my time comes you know I’ll go fearlesss

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