• She’s thinking of you.
    As she stands on this chair.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As the wind molests her hair.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As her hands are bound behind her back.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As the noose is looped around her neck.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As she stares down the crowd.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As she holds her head up proud.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As she spots your face.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As her eyes turn colder than frozen disgrace.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As they kick her chair.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As the wind stops in midair.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As the lights leave her eyes.
    She’s thinking of you.
    As you fall for her disguise.

    Tay*Creations 2008