A poem that sparks the imagination.

A candle burns

You begin to sweat

You thought you were free

But you’re not free yet

He still watches

Your every move

When you sleep

He’s in your room

No need to run

Or play his game

In this world

Nothing’s the same

When you look up

It’s green you see

And when you look down

It’s blue as the sea

Everything’s different

Even to him

Don’t worry baby

No one can win

Here his game

Is nothing at all

Blow out the flame

And he will fall

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  • Cyni1106 on Jun 11, 2011

    Very good, I liked it. Thanks

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