Dec 24, 2006 03:36
I came to this world for you,
In the last second I chose,
To follow you through this,
Again down this road.
And now you are giving,
Your life to those men,
As a baby is growing,
Down below and within.
Almond eyes open,
To an empty world,
With blood red skies,
And a lonely girl.
I guess I'll follow you,
To the next empty place,
That we will call home,
Until us they erase.
Merry last night of Hannuka or however you spell it.