| The Sorcerer Fooled by the sorcerer the spell she cast would be everlasting Where dreams becomes nightmares sleep is not to be granted forlorn to be forsaken, the past ravages his nights, like a tornado...to tin Whimsical days of magical past instilled massive doses of memories for future pain She transplanted this into the space once occupied by his heart And as a star falls tonight, on one side of the sky lightning flashes on the other in the distance signifying another day and another night for him to have remembrance...of the sorcerer Copyright-2001 Dennis Hicks |
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