Who

by Trapper   Aug 11, 2003


Seeing one person up front
seeing another person all alone
when I look into the eyes of people
there is something wrong
sparks fly and then they die
who are you and why did you come?
when I look I see the sparks when I turn away I feel them die
who are you and where did you go?

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