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Time goes by,
Forever more.
Full moon's past,
And Heaven's door.
Twilight dark,
Before the dawn.
Fire washes,
And all is gone.
In the past,
Of all that is lost.
One will find the key,
For not one cost.
It is lost,
but now is found.
A door, a lock,
All from the ground.
The key of night,
The door of fate.
In the lock,
So full of hate.
In the night,
As dark as hell.
Seek out the truth,
And ring it's bell.
Past the dawn,
And in the light.
The one you seek,
Is full of fright.
In your heart,
A light of gold.
Yours to see,
But not to hold.
The wind is cold,
Yet full of life.
Your mind is free,
Yet full of strife.
The heat of life,
Is in your hands.
Yet as it fades,
It turns to sands.
 Saint Aces · Mon Jun 02, 2008 @ 09:30pm · 0 Comments |
