Dying by degrees
Lake-side residences glow
In reflected starlight
And the rustling waves below
Whisper out into the night
But I'm wandering through the trees
On a lost and lonely path
I won't cry tomorrow's tears
Though all light bleeds away
All sorrow finds an outlet
Maybe I'll find mine today
Thursday, December 02, 2004
Counselling is a Lie
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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