rave's Page

Crime of illusion your warped chimaira

the end of deceit is getting no nearer

state of my mind is lost in addiction

to tangled to disincline the temptation

that you keep deefing my pressence

but ignoring my essence

to caught up in yourself to realize

the waters around you,your about to capsize

with pureness swallowing you

so deep and so blue

and stillyour so unaware

of my shadowing stare

watching you disappear