EnD gAmE

Through the eyes of the night,

Lovers connect,

Knowing the price of their fight,

Bullets reflect,

Scenes of denial,

Fires grow with fright,



Now the little voice he is,

Burning with rage,

Vengeance is all it seems,

Hiding his cage,

Screams of reminders,

Bullets connect on this night,



What is all of this?

Doesn't it seem wrong?

One of perseverance,

Haven't we paid penance?

On of presence,

Why must we suffer?

To the new king,



Now the burning he feels,

Through the eyes of stolen delight,

Lovers forget,

Nothing seems right,

Seasons connect,

As time just fades away.

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