Saturday, October 11, 2008

The guilty man and the runaway bride

And he rises from a bad dream, he stares at his stolen gun,
and now he thinks why are they after him, why is he on the run,
At the same  odd time a girl wakes up,to feel the weight of the big hard rhine,
She struggles from bed and covers her eyes from its glazing shine.
They look around and noones there, how can they just dare,
absolutely no one to care no one to share.
They feel the pain inside their chest,
But they have no choice but to defy the rest.
And now they run, they run free,
With no sense, no direction no degree. 

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