Friday, August 04, 2006

Death and birth in the cold fires

I can feel it to it not only me
I see it with in your eyes and in your soul
no more game, I am whole don't Denny
the fact you see it too, cry if you want
but you want see a tear from me
no matter what you do, fire with in my soul
I hope your ready for me and what I may do
for I not what you think and you wont believe
what I have become its cold, but its fire that
is what I am now for I have been here for too long
I hope you like what you see but you will not
I am here to stay please don't ask me to come
back to the past that I run from with in my self
nothing more then pain and hate for every thing
god it feels good to be this new person that I am

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