Friday, December 24, 2004

Pact With A Hurricane

There might be a time
When you tire of sweet words
At such a time I will be happy
With insults from you
All I ask is that
You keep some attention on me
And for this difficult request
I shall take away all
What I need
What I have
What I dream of
All that keeps me from you

2 comments:

amenah said...

that was POWERFUL, and i hate you for that dude your killing me here but hey there always ME to dream of. I know im not what you had in mind but hey who can resist "THE FRO".........FROO....FROOO (echooo) loool

Anonymous said...

Very pretty design! Keep up the good work. Thanks.
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