A gambler with fire
A dire, a desire
A smile, a cry
A wire, wrapped with lies
...
Aurora, my lady
Been tortured so daily
You conquer, your eyes
Forlorn is what it speaks
...
What will happen
If I keep on running?
What will happen
If keep on running?
...
When you know for so sure that you will die
You feel so calm to watch the people you loved live
And for once if a person does not understand
What it really feels like to hold nothing in your hand
...
I'm just another kid walking the block with a book and a pen. Just writing my own thoughts and scribing my own feelings. Ain't gonna die tomorrow but I'll still be writing tomorrow so come back and read some more. Home page at http: //backstaged.calmbanana.co.uk)
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A gambler with fire
A dire, a desire
A smile, a cry
A wire, wrapped with lies
A heartbeat, a creak
A liaison, in the front
A teardrop, a stop
A vanity, a cruelty
Laces, arm, band
Shoes, foot, leg
Run, and run
Run
Until it stopped
Some hope
On dope
A rope.