Another Chance

by Rich   May 21, 2004


Burning
The flames in my eyes
The eyes behind the mask
“How does it end?” you ask
Face me and you face death
I will kill them all

I sleep
Per chance to dream? No
To bring back days of old
To end a love so cold
If I can have no other
I will kill you all

You walk
Under the street lights
The further away you get
The more my mind is set
Harmony or disarray?
Help me choose

I hear you
Through the sound of a soul
You answer me by chance
I would hope to say: “To be
Continued…”

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