Twenty nine months have passed
Since we spoke last
Though your words ring into my ear
They speak in tongue I do not hear
Your desperate plea
- another drama
Come my dear
- and save your mama
The life you lead beyond approach
Provacateur who breeds reproach
Cantankerous too mild a word
Your bitterness is overheard
Thus my greatest fear of all, you see
Is one day, seeing you in me!
Sudo Nym 11/17/05 All Rights Reserved
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