Dec 22, 2004 17:22
press of a button
the musics flare
piercing noises
fill the air
calling out to me
'only the good die young'
its the truth,unbearable
that their time has come
open up the eyes
of all around
the deaths of young
are heaven bound
but why be good
if it means the end
innocents departed
unable to mend
always and forever
life stolen from the kind
serenity robbed
unable to find
only the good die young