Darkness surrounds me.
Where am I going?
How will I get there?
Then I see it--
a Light.
How nice.
It might not be the best, but feel free to blow me.
Oh yeah, I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but I heard that poems were "supposed" to be as many feelings/thoughts put together in as few words as possible.
[ May 27, 2004, 11:20 PM: Message edited by: Dirty Harry ]
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