Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Tonight, we die.

The red moon shines brightly
as it mocks the diamonds of the land
glass tears brake and shatter
i call back, take my hand

To the brightest star I would see,
come to me, come to me,
before tonight dies
and the dawn roams free
as it takes away the darkness that I hold so dear
will I see your eyes
in the morning
or would the rain come down
and make it the end of me

Take me away
sail me free
into everafter
bring me into your wonderland, gumdrops or pearls
the shadow grows larger, i am a coward, am i a coward
my mask is breaking

The lost queen is dying
the butterflies are on the move
the clouds have parted
but will the light shine through?

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