From Crib to Coffin - Emery I used to be a better man But the regret came, and here I am I used to walk outside my door But I don't go outside anymore The small pup wiggled free from its mother's grasp. His small, doberman black and brown body was flawless and clean, free from the dirt and grime of the outside world. But little did this young pup know, he'd go through more than just dirt and grime to survive. Infinite amounts more. Paws slamming against the ground with a force that create small rumbles, the male lupe moved at a fast pace. It seemed as if he was trying to get somewhere in as little time as possible. His body was surfaced low to the ground, his shoulders hunching with each movement forward. The lupe's deep maroon eyes held determination and something else as well. Revenge. Slowly, his hackles raised and his muzzle was put toward the air. He emitted an eerie, cacophonous howl that only spoke one thing. Someone was going to die. The Lone Soul When will they carry me to my grave? So I can pay for the things my hands have made Two sons will take my body And place it in the ground And I hope they know to be nothing like me No nothing like me Name: Tundren Alias: Dren Owner: Zeik Gender: Male Age: 4 years Build: Large and muscular Eye color: Deep maroon Coat color: Light red and silver Markings: Two bushy tails and jagged silver stripes along his back as well as silver paws and legs Accessories: A silver mask over the front of his face Personality: Blood-thirsty, quiet, emotionless, competitive and flagitious Residence: Everywhere Offspring: None Family: Unknown Love: Lost What Am I? My blood is tainted with bitterness I want it out, I want it out of me Oh, the taste of my inheritance How I have fallen, the hills will cover me. You too will become weak You too will become weak What They Did The trees are green what happens when they turn dry The trees are green what happens when they turn dry We chose our words and threw them towards the sky The trees were green, now they have all turned dry Here, Today There was a bird Whose wings were crushed by a windshield So fast to the ground The roadside it found as its eyes closed Friends? Ha, Don't Have Them I heard the driver say as she pulled away What could I have done? The worst is over." I thought to myself with risk to our health No one ever offers help Customs When we were boys We chased through neighbors' fields We could run forever, and I swore to my friends Their lives I would defend, as a superhero Links and A Way Out <a href=http://www.neopets.com/~Tundren><img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/threegumbys/tundrenicon.png border="none"></a> But age finds the lust and gives it your trust And begs your devotion in trade for discretion The years play out as days as those friends pass away But you are taken care of Italicized lyrics at the beginning of each section are the words to the song From Crib to Coffin by Emery.

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