Ill: Kkc
THE STRANGER
Could this nighthold a light
Could the answer stand
In the glowing moon
or come the werewolves
to lighten
stranger candles
Could the right
Conceive the wrong
Or what is really
Going on...
Life stands still
Too cool for lies to live in
Could love
Fool you around
And have you standing
Naked with none...
God forbid
The perfect stranger inside you
Who told you
She could love you
Is this how its meant to be
...cold leather seated dreams
Cool and sober
did you fake a cry
cool and sober
hear the stranger lie
Who told you
She would love you
Is this how its meant to be
Who told you
She may love you
Feel the cold leather seated dreams..
Poetry by PapaFahr
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Written on 2008-11-24 at 00:22
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