Shrouded in a cloud of mystery
You’re the one who’s dear to me
There is nothing I can do
To break this rapture I hold in you
Spinning your web you ensnare my mind
Writhing in pain you leave me behind
To endure this burning within my soul
I put you down to merely a roll
Of false security
To which I retreat ever increasingly
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...
Monday, May 29, 2006
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