2003-07-03 - 7:18 a.m.
Years go by, fears go by,
smears and tears and peers go by
don't ask why I won't try,
multiply the reasons why...
a real nice guy, seemed so fly,
how in the world did he go so high
fall like a squirrel from a whiskey sky
bowed and he curled on a pale-face hide,
chowed then he hurled on a fail-based ride,
can't deny, won't defy
anymore charms on a chance to die
in her loving arms while she rants and cries
never again to see me till we dance and rise
high above the steamy hydrogen's demise
light cuts through the darkness as it is on me
suddenly I see the plan so visibly
and maybe it's a perfect opportunity
life within the college of community
as beautiful as ordered ambiguity
delightful as the passage of eternity
affixed within the message coming home to me
the promise of a friendship is a mystery
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