Candles
As the candles start to flicker
and the flashlight goes out
no one else is near,
so i can't scream and shout.
while im sitting alone,
in this dimly lit room
and only 3 candles left,
over my life, they seem to loom...*
now one candle's out
and my heartbeat begins to fade.
now i'll start to wonder,
why the rooms a darker shade.
now the second candle's gone
and my breathing begins to hallow
and i guess i see the pattern
so maybe my life's soon to follow...
And with the final candle's last breathe
i breath mine as well
the clock strikes midnight,
and im gone from the living hell.
*that ones kinda a weird word, i dont really like that line :X
R+R and i'll give you a cookie 0:]
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CassidyEarlyposted on 11/04/2007
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