The Emotional Changes To Righteousness?

by FlowerThatDied   May 18, 2007


Silent undead,
Danger undefined,
Angel in the burning,
Beauty I can't find,

Find a hiding place,
Where you and I can run,
From all the screaming voices,
That taunt and yell for fun,

Fun is not to bully,
Nor dramatise as I do,
Being lost is something...
I've always been use to,

So chain me to the side-walk,
Gently forget my name,
Leave me in the dust,
Run away to end the game

The game is turned to silence,
Single me as just one,
The children have all circled me,
Decided I will take the ton.

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