| The tears of blood stream from my eyes uncovering all the hidden, unexposed lies from withen they flow out, the truth is told the believed perfection crushed, no longer bold Overcome with the emotions, my eyes glazed with stress Menacing and powerful, who else could see this no less Wondering in thought, trying not to guess or assume When or where, I would sadly end and meet my doom The sun in the sky, blinding things to come Silence is golden, not even hearing a hum The light disappears into the cold and undying night To reveal the horrible and horendous new sight The tree, marked in blood, that glows from the sky Flowers open and bloom, in their own natural high The darkness fades to light, the story of all ends Or another way to put it; surrender my friends |
| The Surrender |
| Story info: Written: March 31, 2004 (9:51 AM) |
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