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Phil
We walk up the river during the shadowy rain,
we talk of our loves, our hates, our pain
a drip off your hair rolls down your cold curves
Each crack of thunder is building my nerves
It's the first spring day we've spent at the marsh
You gently apoligize for all those words that were harsh
I stare in your eyes of soft, smokey green
wishing you knew what those deep eyes could mean.
The air is humid, foggy and calm
The storm has passed, we move along
the ripples of water touch our bare skin
Leaves from the breeze slowly find their way in
You looked at me, I looked at you,
no one could guess what we wanted to do
But my eyes rest on your forbidden lips
That once upon a time I begged to kiss
The light whips above us in the night sky,
and I jump, to my suprise.
Were lost in thoughts, me of my pervious depression
You, of your one last confession
Lightning strikes again, and we continue our Charade
neither of us knew the game about to be played
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We played the game, I laughed, you sang
We thought it ws fun, til it was done, we'll never play again.
My hand is shaking, was I faking?
Your death was so breath taking
The muddy water is red, and hotter
The time slips from my mind, and I have much to ponder
Why can't I be you? Be Dead? Be Blue?
Slaughtered by a friend you thought was true
I'm dirty, I'm scared,
destroyed the one who I most cared
no feelings were shared.
I'm empty, I'm hollow,
left with nothing but sorrow,
and my hate for tomorrow.
