A field of grey shapes
Surrounding me
Ashes drifting in the wind
Unveil their second face
The sun is hiding
Past and present are colliding
Hopes burnt,
Now their fire
Scorching me
Completely destroyed
I'm trying to get up
But my body is now a weak maze
Unrevealed mysteries, they're inside
Where can I find the cure?
Where can I heal my wounds?
There's no cure for those burned by the fire of love.
2006/10/22
Utterly mediocre but I hope you'll like it... Take care
