Magic death

by Megan   Nov 13, 2006


Magic is not seeing a rabbit
Pop from out of a hat
But being on stage, causing kids to ask
How'd ya do that?!

Magic is that feeling you get
when you're with the one you love
When they say the magic three
and make you soar like a dove

Magic is the sensation
While you take a drop from whats real
Its when you're part of the book
you can see what they feel

Magic is bowing after you were on stage
And hears hands beat as one
While you smile and get off stage
Saying it was too fun

Magic is watching a shooting star
Fall from the sky and ignite
While darkness is all around
Then this shed of light

Magic is a feeling you get
as you close your eyes and die
And death and magic have this is common
They are the only times you feel
alive

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