Ice Floats

Nov 06, 2006 01:58

Puppets win the beauty contest

So why do the games finish the vain?

Why do tears destroy their makeup - their silly days of pretend.
Of dashing white knights with silver horses.

Oh so many grandious demands

While the steel and cold
snap at the flower

Entertainers drop roses abound

we find ourselves
staring into the iris

our weaknesses cracking the ground

And so our friends hold hands
love,passion,affection

wishing woes away
like our fairy tale amidst the gale

will cause sharp winds' delay

Then the ice will stand
melting in the Sun

Understanding how it is Undone.
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