One's Gone

by lin.de.n.   Jun 6, 2006


Trapped
clueless of one's enemy
Snapped
goes one's heart of envy
Burnt
by the fires from above
Learnt
one is never to love
Now
one follows the way of an assasin
How
did one sign such a kin
Ready
is one's sharp blade
Steady
one's target is killed and paid.

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