By Alicia   firegirlz@aol.com
Date: 20 June 1999

Can't you see?

Forever a dying rose,
I will always be
quietly whispering sorrows.
Oh, Can you see?

Loving hate forever more,
is all that surrounds me,
which is why I’m not whole but tore.
Oh, Can you see?

Maybe time will tell,
what can only be,
that without you this is truly hell,
Can’t you see?