Four seasons in seconds flicker and flash,
Im alone.
A lonely screen provides the scene,
its no home.
Every night I hear you scream,
But you dont say what you mean.
This was my dream,
but now my dream has flown.
Im at the crossroads,
waiting for a sign.
My life is standing still,
but Im still alive.
Every night I think I know,
In the morning where did it go?
The answers disappear,
when I open my eyes.
Friday, March 31, 2006
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Its amazing...
You write like your super-cool uncle..
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