I'm afraid, when I'm in this state.
Only destruction will come from this fate.
Get back I don't want you to get hurt.
That command won't work, though it slams me into the dirt.
Wishing not to wound you I slowly back away.
Still you come toward me, hoping this form won't stay.
You stare at me, your eyes filled with sorrow.
Looking back I question, "Will I be like this tomorrow?"
Now I'm terrified, full of guilt.
Will this destroy the relationship we've built?
Controlled no longer, hitting the bend.
Killing you by my hand, that's not how it's going to end!
 Hero Aiyami · Tue Mar 22, 2005 @ 02:35pm · 0 Comments |
