From a cheek that has seen too many tears.
Beyond useless papers and broken vows of years ago.
Still lingers the dance we onced called love.
Destiny, irony, love lost in defeat.
the feeling of false security you once gave me.
My soul left me a long time ago,
The hot blood that once ran through my viens now cold,
My love for you lies like dormant coals.
laughing at you,
Seeing the way you are now,
Watching you struggling between
power and redemption.
and the endless contradictions.
Don't tell yourself that I still care.
I am here for myself and myself alone.
And I will use you for my own amusement.
The once lost warrior dove is now rejuvenated
I am spreading my wings
And I will use you as prey.
By:
Mary Lee
