I feel vile and dirty- I need to slip this skin Let it fall away from me- I give up, you win Erase my existence, Just tear me apart And while you're at it, Don't forget to break my heart April, 2003
This is a fragment of what I had intended to be a longer poem that I started in an away message on AIM.... I guess it never got finished.
i like this - a fragment as it may be - it's really good. i see you haven't lost your touch :o)
i like this - a fragment as it may be - it's really good. i see you haven't lost your touch :o)