Burning Eyes
I saw you in the arms of the devil
from the other side of the room.
And when you saw me
you tried to break free from her arms.
It didnt last long cause as always you felt again in her tramps.
And like a disgusting reptile
you drowned yourself
in your own swamp.
You played your games and you lost.
You didnt have a good hand.
You cried hard and begged for forgiveness;
It was to late for that!
Fire of hate instead of tears
slipped through my burning eyes.
Your eyes, holding inside
nothing but haze,
were the burning eyes of a crazed
And lonely ghost.
Nice
5*
All the best
Kean
keanghiero 2 years ago