Sometimes a girl
Just cannot help
But to enter
A difficult maze
And got lost inside
Sometimes a maze
Is ******* brilliant
And caused certain
Addiction to death
Sometimes a girl
Is me
And sometimes
A difficult maze
*Is you

Nights like tonight are the hardest;
Clear bluish black skies-
the deepest velvet cradling the full moon...
These nights are hardest, because I
still remember her silhouette
in silvery moonlight; My angel,
my darling, sleeping peacefully
as I cradle her close...
A dream come true, but now-
just a dream; One borne of
clear bluish black skies-
the deepest velvet cradling the full moon...
Nights like tonight are the hardest.

You pull me closer
with your magical love
like a magician
doing his brilliant magic

I give up,  disappear,
lose my mind
as if I am yours, for
finale in your room

Minds are books.
Never close them.

Mentes son libros.
Nunca los abráis.

A spark to a flame
A seed to a flower
All thinks grow
As they do, they devour

A child devours knowledge
As a plant devours light
As a flame devours wood
And all put up a fight

A beautiful hunger
It rages and spreads
Then suddenly stops
All but dead

As a flame dies out
And a flower dies
A child loses interest
The whole world cries

For it has lost
A mind so bright
A mind so brilliant

So full of light

Sing for me, angel
Lull me to peace
Let the timbre of your voice
Tremble me to sleep

How lovely is your voice;
How the air sits still when you sing
And how the people cheer in joy
With the blessing your voice brings

Yet, however beautiful your voice might be,
Your soul is more radiant,
More brilliant,
Your laughter a testimony to that shine

Sing for me, angel
Lull me to peace
Give me that angel voice
Let's be best of friends eternally

Lights flicker
      Blood drips
Brilliant mind
      At my finger tips
Don't look now
      Gotta think quick
What have I done?
      Oh! I know a trick
Slice it up thin
      Tiny little bits
So much mess
      Hmm, maybe a mince
Red and juicy
      Smells so devine
Mouth watering
      Just like last time
So heavenly
      It should be a crime
Down to the bone
      I carve a rhyme
My name etched like stone
      A deadly shrine
No where left to go
      But back into my mind
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                           Until next time....

He said it on a whim
Or did he?
"You're brilliant"
To me

Shoulda' felt giddy, like I do
He did, but I didn't

Oh, dear heart
he didn't mean me

Yep, I knew
He meant him
He saw himself in me
In me