Burnt

Burnt

A Story by Seth Vaile

As the hour gives the world a new day

i am looking at you with nothing to say

May we live to ride or ride to live

i extend my hand with nothing to give

Now clean the blood from your hands

And open up hells gates with your dance

I walk freely into the valley of death

As i end my life all i hear is 'Seth!'

I stop and turn to the beauty who kills

With me just for the thrills

She holds the knife that has plunged my heart

But in reality she has given me a new start

So i jump and fly to my new world

Such a powerful shock it seems i was hurled

But i land upon my feet and start a journey

Maybe this life will stop the burning.

© 2010 Seth Vaile


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Added on December 20, 2010
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