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gbem1 Junior Member
since 2002-07-13
Posts 13 |
Surface ----- My surface is rough It is never satisfied And my life is tough That cannot be denied It is not that I fear For fear leads to destruction It is that I am ignorant I know nothing of the life I am in Today I will not act Nor tomorrow or the following Because I am tortured in fact And I know not why my ears ring How do I win? This wretched game constantly hurts I cannot see, hear, feel, smell, or taste Has my time come? |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Let's hope not! Unless that time t' come means more writing. She said burn ... together. |
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