You've brought your flame,
That spark in your eyes,
The feeling I'm to blame,
Walking with a disguise.
I wish you well,
As you get up near,
And even I can tell,
There is no fear.
Let's see the show,
The night is here,
The moon is high,
Gone another year.
Friday, September 26, 2008
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