By jackryhme
Date: 25 April 2001
an offer
sudden dreams and melodies
bells play throughout a night
red haired goddess on throne of gold
promises made in fright
sometimes
give me your friends
whispers within music grows
firm negative on this thought
then for love give me your enemies
she chuckles from on high
not even for that would he
for they are his and his alone
not for the likes of her
walking slow away
she offers last
then take me
with last sad shake of head
he departs
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