Death Stare
Death stare
Understand your power
Or its taken from you
Say your loved
But never believe in you
Open the door
can I help you
Talk to your mother
is that really you
Words come
Invade your head
Wakes your senses
The living dead
Nothing left
is unsaid
Girlfriends gone
Your still in bed
Take in the
nighttime air
Stand with Jesus
that beautiful hair
Believe in yourself
Do you care
steal your name
The death stare
Copyright © Todd Borstad | Year Posted 2018
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