She smiles.A simple word, or two,Strung together,Uttered soft,Fireworks go off in her eyes,Lighting up, amber grey,Glittering gently, as the world stilled,Soft lips, pulled gently to arc,The gleam of pearl, no time for second glances,An image transformed, as I am mystified,A simple word, or two,And a smile.
She Frowns.A simple word, or two,Forced together,Shouted loud,Explosions go off in her eyes,Darkening deep, truly brown,Burning jealously, as the world burst,Cruel lips, pulled harshly to drop,The flash of white, no time for excuses,An image true, as I am scared,A simple word, or two,And a frown.
It's stopped being Christmas x33Hallo!So...I felt I needed to change this. :3Yup.
Fear FactoryA subconscious switch is flippedAnd the dormant machine awakensThe fear factory springs to lifeDistribution is about to beginFrightened thoughts invade the heartThey are compounded by the imaginationInner demons are working overtimeWorking to perfect fresh fearsThere is no way to shut it downPanic buttons just add fuel to the fireEmotions don't mean much at allAs this industry is quite heartlessYou can't escape your own thoughtsParanoia knocks on the doorIt has arrived to sell you more fearAnd it makes a convincing caseThis factory will always be producingDesigning doubts for you aloneNobody can stop it's reign of painMaybe you'll learn to tune it out