words from the past..

Magic in the eyes of the innocent
whose stars spoke a thousand words
the mystery that sang the beautiful memories
that made tears froze deep inside the satanic souls
the grin of the wealthy that threw away all glories
puff of smoke from pin pricked lips
sigh of agony from darkened minds
colors galore that roused them high
pity them,the young and the ugly
that shows no warmth in the hearts of gold
purity the drops they crush their feathers
hush and they smirk to wild new belief's...