They say there's crystal lurking at the end of the maze.
Friends told you of its glint in the autumn sun.
It's luring you to find it.
Taunting you to ****** it.
To give it a steal.
To give it a go.
Or steal to get it.
This crystal, it's not beautiful.
It's evil.
Crystal ****
Claws in.
You're caught.
Little chance of mortal escape.
Death in pursuance.
Chasing of the soul of the innocent.
Spurred on by influential peers.
Peers seemingly cool.
Follow their path.
Now who's the fool.
(C) Livvi
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC
They say there's crystal lurking at the end of the maze.
Friends told you of its glint in the autumn sun.
It's luring you to find it.
Taunting you to ****** it.
To give it a steal.
To give it a go.
Or steal to get it.
This crystal, it's not beautiful.
It's evil.
Crystal ****
Claws in.
You're caught.
Little chance of mortal escape.
Death in pursuance.
Chasing of the soul of the innocent.
Spurred on by influential peers.
Peers seemingly cool.
Follow their path.
Now who's the fool.
(C) Livvi
Never tried it never would!
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