Author: Amelia
E-Mail: ajaxellis@ozemail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own the people this poem is about. Damn.
Rating: PG
Summary: It's a poem. I like it.
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Hands reach out
and grasp themselves
to lift you up
to turn your face
Your lovely hair
your bloodshot eyes
this strange new
world
is your disguise
Your head turns left
you look away
you've lost yourself
I'm all you've got
Walls come down
and seperate
we always fear
what we must hate
You can't believe
It's come to this
a whispered word
a final kiss
I flip the card
you toss the dice
we'll take our chance
we'll pay the price
My love.