Are We Then So Different
Are We Then So Different I walk along, At the edge of Shadows, Always alone, Crying in the dark. Searching for a flame, Of warmth, somewhere, Is it in your arms, Funny, I don't feel it there. I touch the panes of glass, Between you and I, How did they get there, I know not why. We talk to no end, Why can't you understand, Are we then so different, Creatures, called woman and man. Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 01:05 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 0 • 10
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