451 Child Of Peace

by Mishka   Feb 21, 2009


"And in a series of kindness there is at last one who makes the heart run over"

My only friend, the only one i've ever had
I don't remember the past
She made me want to remember
She made me want to be kinder

Shinning light, full of controversy
Something i have yet to see
Her name; Clarisse...
A Child Of Peace

When i returned home
Talking to her, i knew i wasn't alone
She believed what i would come to see
The world is dead, the people soon to be

Dimensions of this abyss
There are none! you will fall into this
And fall and fall, and just keep falling
Clarisse had gone missing

Is she calling for help? Is she alive?
Don't die clarisse I need you to survive
My heart runs over when it's you i see
I'll find you again, Friend Of Peace...

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