The Thin Line
By Cwm
The thin line, is a great white line, its as small as lint. Once the joys of love, surrounded me, that I glady greet, then comes the agony of hate, then I at once, re-treat. The chants of love, the screams of hate, confuse me, in every which way. Love me? Yes. Hate me? Yes. Which is it??? A two-faced monster, has knocked on my door. How will I live, with the insults? How will I live, with knowing, how thin the line, begs me for love, but for even more despair and violence? ~CWMIts a love / hate thing. Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 09:40 AM PST 0 • 10
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