| Untitled # 4 An out stretched hand that beckons Great waters surge to top soil The heavens up above He collides with the seas Division is made between both truths Neither one wrong... or dark... or light... Both worthy of equal condition, equal love Though this soul cannot choose the wiser Beauty lies within each Breathe of life; Refreshing-crisp Thirst of Life; Quinching-pure |
| March 12th, 1999 |
| Emotional Waste To talk to you, I feel do free Expressing my feelings not just to anybody I feel so connected, so personal, so true Deep down I feel that i really like you You know all this, surely you do Yet I feel so alone in our little world I would feel so special to be your girl But in someway this won't come true To be as close as can be to a man like you This will turn out just as all my experiances used to As time goes on, I'll soon forget Oh, the way I felt when we first met The pain will surface, showing it ugly face Warm feelings, now, won't later be embraced Which will be of an emotional waste You see how I feel, so special inside I beg you not to drop be off this ride So these feelings will continue 'til you pronouncethat you're off this menu Or in some crazy way I will be with you... |
| November 15th, 1998 |
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