She clings to darkness as I stare
at her and I try to make out
the image of her soul in her eyes.
In the end she flees behind
the shadows that cloud her image.

I creep closer to see her,
but all I can see is her smile
as she ducks behind the stars.
Sometimes I wonder if she
would just come out once
to see me or will she flee?

So I stalk the darkness
as my eyes become hollow
as blindness takes my soul.
The only thing I can see
is her face in my head.

She hides amongst the color
of death and tells me that
love is just another fascade
created by liars and dreamers.
But for now I can only hear
what she whispers to me from
the darkside of my soul.

09/15/2002

Posted on 09/15/2002
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