Different fazes of you
I see you standing there, under ther full moon, your silver hair
glistening with the lights eclips. You don't know how long to be
held in your arms. But will that ever happen.
I see you standing there, under the new moon, your jet black
hair reflecting the star light. I look into your eyes, your amber eyes,
and everything else just melts away.
I see you standing there, in the middle of a battle feild.
your eyes glowing red with the reflection of the cressant moon.
a tainted, twisted smile of victory on your face.
your victoms blood on your hands and tatterd cloths,
making them a even deeper shade of crimson.
But i know theres still hope for you.
so i call out your name and the blood washes away in the rain,
and you come back to me again.
