All through the hot night
his mind goes back to the one fight
that forced him from his home
A heart turned to stone
Contemplates its fate
And how quickly love can turn to hate.
For a thousand years
Countless tears he has have cried
“I have always loved, you” He cried
“Why did you cast me aside? ”
He rests in his chair
his throne as it were
the past the present
the future all blur
He views the world from his place in hell
A view he knows oh so well
He is known by many names
where there is unhappiness and strife
this were he lives his life
Being torn apart
from the one he loved
has hardened his heart
and turned it black
Cast down from heaven
from the palace on high
to rule in hell until the end of time
5/21/07
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