A place where my creative waves grow and die. The notebooks i keep, although they aren't always accurate or regular, are recorded here. This is somewhere where i hope i can make it work...

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Taken First

Cursing, crying, running, chasing
Who knows where it will end
I hope it’s not with me,
I pray I’m taken first
So I won’t know the agony
So I won’t know the pain
So I know I’ll be remembered

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