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Saturday, January 6, 2007


a new poem
this ones for the friends...who put up with my crap....every day.....i feel so sorry for them

Alone in the Dark
the inner eye,
alone it can see,
your face,
it floats,
taunting me,
teasing me.
almost
i can reach it
almost,
i reach out for you
blindly
your hand grabs mine
it pulls me from my abyss,
then drops me,
your grip was not strong enough,
i sigh
and begin my climb
up the well
this well of insanity
to reach again
for your smiling face
the face of a friend.

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