By Maria (maria@net999.com)
Date: 30 July 2000
Beauty
beauty surrounds me
with bright florescent lights
and irredescent smiles
it intices me
and nearly renders my mind defenseless
the image haunts me late at night in my dreams
when i'm alound to hold you again
we dance in circles with the inconsistant moon
and we laugh at everyone below
but when i awake
i'm tired and restless
and angry
because i know that i must let you be dead
to let myself live again.
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