They once had love,
but now it's gone.
Hatred claimed another victim,
and started up the fire.
The fire burns--the flame erupts,
it's dancing in their eyes..
It dwells upon the anger,
that lives upon their hearts.
The water comes,
to douse the flame.
It comes in disguise,
as tears that were cried,
at night so no one knew.
The fire is gone, the water is dry,
and everyting is....gone.
Or is it?
Is this the end? Or simply a new beginnig?
Anythng is possible,
for we can take the word DIVORCES,
and make it spell DISCOVER.
