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March 15 2006


He seems to know
My sorrow and my pain.
He seems to know,
What road I have ta'en.
But how can he know?
How can it be?
How could he hear?
How could he see?
How can he possibly
Know or understand,
This sad man,
With nail-scarred hands.


the brian king kenobi

March 15 2006
i like that. a lot.

Henri Laswell

March 15 2006
i'm doing alright. nice poem :]

~tRISH

March 15 2006
yes, you... beautiful... ALWAYS!! : ) ~tRISH