why dwell on that which cannot be
desires that beholden are to the destinies of stars
and I so blind who could not see
oblivion in its full degree
forget me now while I am still alive
and without care live your own aimless life
that with its never ending strife
transformed my soul to separate lives
and from each one a separate pain derives
Copyright: 2006, Gloria Gay
This thing named me,
And there is work to do here
Is why I want to believe
And just that. I must challenge the way, however, beware
Any more,
and to watch out
For being here, for I cannot stop,
as I could
As my time in a weak soul
Can gasp the void of perpetually.
Bill
Regis
Ah, Gloria... such pure emotion... so well portrayed...
Doc