Friday, December 5, 2008

like a tarnish on the silver
the poison in your apple
a simple virus to the system
a bad habit turned wild
the influence your mother warned you of
a secret behind locked doors
the voice of the angel on your left
a taste of every chocolate
the rhythm of a beat
the guitar tuned wrong
a simple decision made wrong


the repercussions are endless
the silence fills the night
an erie way to say goodbye
the last kiss never forgotten