THUNDERSTRUCK
by Ariadne

..and he lights my cigarette
we're on a level plane
"take this fever from my flesh,
take this poison from my veins."
and he was my friend
but the weather's changed
the sky is rebelling
rending her chains
and he lights my cigarette
we'll never be the same
clear the clouds out of our eyes,
take this poison from our veins...

Reflections can be sent to Ariadne.
Copyright © 1998 by Ariadne

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