By Stephen stephen_sherm@hotmail.com
Date: 14 July 2000

Prom

Peekie-Boo?
Are you through?

Running along this scattered key arrangement

Emotions Flaring and sleep being deprived

After that "Formal Affair" which turned out so dandy

Stopped by a sense of dampness wrapping my finger

Lifted then and examined for reason

Tis Clear?
 
Damn..Why did I shed that tear?

How is this tranquility ruined?

Sighing with the confusion...

Friend or Foe?

Why does she have to do that and not know

The night lasted for only about...infinate hours

Fate is whispering in the phone, but I wont pick up

Because all love is my enemy, that was my promise

Who knew buddies can find loop holes in truth?