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I promised this to [livejournal.com profile] spydacarnage ages ago, and sent it a couple of weeks ago, he just read it and asked me to publish it, so I am doing so.  I would really like comments, so let me know what you think.

Behind Blue Eye's - Limp Bizkit


Music
A girl lies in a bed, the sunlight soft through  a skylight highlightling her red hair against the white of the bed linen as her blue eyes open slowly.  She sits up looking round the room and slides to the edge of the bed, her feet placed on to the stone floor.  She moves room to room her long night dress brushing against the ground as she searches for something.
No one knows what it's like......To be the bad man......To be the sad man
She gets to a door  and looks in, smiling as she finds what, or rather who she was looking for. She stands leaning against the door watching a man at the end of a firing range in practice. His face calm and his eyes focused as he blinks slowly....Behind blue eyes
He opens his eyes to focus across a distance across rooftops he focuses through a sight his target ahead of him, the kill quick and as he blinks again slowly before moving he focuses back into the room
And no one knows.....What it's like to be hated......To be fated to telling only lies
He speaks softly to the girl with the red hair, though his eyes never leave the target until he has finished his practise.  He moves towards her and pulls her in close, kissing her and stroking her hair looking at her as though he could never let her go.

But my dreams they aren't as empty....
A Table, The red haired girl sits at the head with the blue eye’d man and others,
As my conscience seems to be.......
They all talk and laugh except for him, his eyes seem to stay focused on her though he watches the group as each talks.  
I have hours, only lonely.....
She gets up and starts to clear the table of the plates as she talks.  She leaves the room and his eyes follow her,
My love is vengeance …..
as she comes back he grabs her and she lets him pull her into his lap as she laughs.  She carries on talking and chatting as his arms wrap round her
That's never free.......
and his focus switches to the rest of the group and the conversation continues


No one knows what its like....
A country cottage and the couple kiss, as his hands press urgently against hers
To feel these feelings....
A few words whispered, worried
Like i do,..... as his eyes study her face intently  and i blame you!....

No one bites back as hard.....
Same cottage, mid fire fight, the cover she hides behind exploding as she moves towards him, noting the way he is bleeding.  One of the people from the table is there trying to see to his wounds.
On their anger....
He shoves the healer towards a back door as he gives covering fire
None of my pain and woe.....
His eye’s tell her to leave as she looks torn in her decision to do so
Can show through....
She leaves and he covers her escape with gun fire

But my dreams they aren't as empty.....
The Blue eye’d man is sat in a chair as a pale blue light dances over him,
As my conscience seems to be.....
He smiles softly as he watches her dancing covered in a pale blue light, her movements slow and alluring
I have hours, only lonely.....
He puts down the drink he is holding and stands moving towards her purposfully
My love is vengeance.... She laughs as she takes a step back away from him playfully allowing him to catch her
That's never free......
He pulls her in close a grin passing across his lips

Discover ….
l.i.m.p. say it … Discover….. He pins her arms above her head as the blue light fades kissing her passionately
l.i.m.p. say it ... Discover ….. His hands move across her naked body, his body pressed against hers as she arches her back to his touch
l.i.m.p. say it … Discover  ….. Her eye’s meet his in a moment shared, her hands caress his cheek just before she closes her eyes in a moment of pleasure
l.i.m.p. say it … Discover  ….. Their bodies entwine in passion glistening in a faint and distant light

No one knows what its like.... He talks with people at a large gathering his eyes flicking over to the redhaired girl who talks in another group smiling at him occasionally.
To be mistreated, to be defeated..... Something washes over him and he staggers  leaning against a wall.. His eye’s looking for some cause, for some reason, for something ...Behind blue eyes.... The red haired girl see him and runs towards him
No one knows how to say.... Something invisible holds them apart, and the panic on her face is obvious.
That they're sorry and don't worry.....  He reassures her across the distance, though his own eye’s betray his own worry, his confidence beginning to return the more he reassures her and she calms.... I'm not telling lies....  He holds his hand out towards her

But my dreams they aren't as empty ….. She is curled up on a sofa, leaning against him as they watch a television while talking quietly
As my conscience seems to be …. He idly strokes her hair, smiling at her while she talks animatedly with him
I have hours, only lonely.... His eyes close and open to the sight of dead bodies on the floor in front of him, men lay on the ground dead at his feet but as he opens a door  filled with bullet holes My love is vengeance.....
another sight horrifies him he closes his eye’s against it
That's never free.....
and as they open he pulls her closer


No one knows.... The couple lie in bed, she is asleep curled up next to him …....what its like.... His fingers run gently through her hair while she sleeps …...To be the bad man.....He leans over and kisses her gently before getting out of the bed …....To be the sad man....  He walks to the firing range carrying a pistol, aims …...Behind blue eyes..... and fires

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