Like a moth to a flickering flame
by Hannah Boggs
shes drawn to you her eyes hold obvious pain
As she tries to understand you in vain
you responed to her untainted love
with a cold game
you know for a fact
people can see right through your act
You, who calls himself the Phantom of the Night
who wants to be light?
You, who acts all cool
but I see only a queens fool
pushing away all who worship him
When will you realize that this isnt right
For her to fight
For something you cant give
She lives ina Dream world
so what will you do?
Dream another Dream?