Subject to Change
By Mooseman247
Life comes crashing down and up around me lost just when I've found a place to envy words by candle light a storm and fury worse than parasites of rhyme and worry cope with inner dread a dream of treason rope and hanging dead without a reasonFor the life of me, I can't figure out why I wrote this one. Written December 8th, 2001 © on Dec 10 2001 12:42 AM PST 10 • 0
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