Let the waves of fire lead the way.
Even if you get lost,
You'll learn that the burns can change your mind.


[//SYMPH0NY.]

Play the same melody over again,
And hear the same mistakes.
I know I just can't win,
What other noise does it create?

Take out the ageless violin,
And sway with the vibrating song.
You'll play the same song again,
Again, again, until nothing goes wrong.

The water encircles the figure,
Dancing in waves of fire.
The constant tide and constant vigor,
Will eventually drown out the liers.

The melencholoy melody,
Will engulf those around you.
No one knows if you're really ready,
But you have practiced just what to do.

Your song is nothing new,
Everyone has heard a song before.
Who really cares anything for you,
Noone really has ever cared any more.

The Melody becomes quieter,
It may have even turned off.
You're heart has become lighter,
Even though the beating has stopped.



Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2006-11-19 at 20:02

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