Dance with me when
the hatred staggers
like a deck of cards.

Castles fall and
my eyes dart for
any kind of hope.

Allies fall and
villains smirk
back in the mirror.

Slowly the destruction
and chaos shake
the foundation of
all stability.

And the hope that
is the base of all
things melts into
the abyss of
any kind of redemption.

03/23/2009

Posted on 03/23/2009
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