Monday, October 5, 2009

Not nice

I’ll seek you out,
Flay you alive
One more word and you won’t survive

And I’m not scared of your stolen power
I see right through you any hour

I won’t soothe your pain
I won’t ease your strain
You’ll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain

I’m taking it slow
Feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game

And just in time
In the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace








Blue Foundation, Eyes on Fire

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