Lady in Red

Sun, 04/07/2013 - 15:18 -- Zelena

Im the lady in red
and i am not a dred
its just a name
and part of a game
i wait for the night
cause i feel more polite
for the arrival of the Lady in Red
yet tonight is not right
im late for my date
and i can not wait much longer
i can not miss him
my ride pulls up
in i go listening to that familiar heart beat
my driver trys to talk to me
but this music is slowing down little by little
finally i arrive
the battle feild is worse then before
but my date is still here and i must hurry
i walk into a room and see...
so young and it hurts me. people standing around him praying
i walk up and see why it was so different then before...
i lean and kiss him...slowly the beat stops
tears come downfrom the unfamiliar faces
my dates young spiteful soul lifts up
"My lady in red does not disapoint' he whispers
i guide him to our ride outside
another day anther heart break but i must hurry
for thelady in red does not dissapoint
I am the Lady in Red
rescuse the innocent ones that fight for their rights
i take them home...
i do not dissapoint on arrival for the poor young men
must go and protect their loved ones...
andi must help them so...
in another way in another life
for that is the way
for my Lady

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