07-27-07
You Turns
There Isn’t Enough Space…
And The Lights Are Burned Out
Cross Roads Where
When Drift We Wonder
Never Whatever?
How Does: “So It Goes…”?
No One Has The Answers
When The Questions Can’t Even Be Asked
Tumbling Fallings
We
Me
Trying to Switch Right Side Up…
Never Revealing The Mysteries
Of The Travesty Of Tragedies
Forgotten
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