Jan 18, 2005 20:02
these thoughts are creeping in my mind
the blade is shining and speaking rhymes
what is this a thing alive?
this nothing something so pure divine
a thought so fun a thought so free
a plan so set and right for me
to make an end to all that's been
to come full circle and call out then...
byt my strength is not here
and my mind is not clear
alas i cry as i see the fear
and know the fears what keeps me near...