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Write Me Well
6 March, 2006
Author: Luc

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A bottle falls over,
and ink pours out,
covering the land in black.

And through the darkness,
I try to find,
a lady who fights back.

I went looking for an angel,
but instead I found,
a devil dressed in white.

A dance was induced,
and love was produced;
and a light was born bright.

All our lives,
through forests we'll tread,
we're guided by a wondrous light.

And as darkness engulfs us,
we're caressed by temptation,
we won't give up without a fight!

We'll punch and kick,
Moan and scream,
Until we'll howl with delight.

Our obstacles are many,
treacherous and dangerous,
but over them we go with ease.

Though tragedy does strike,
despair wins the fight,
and I'm left with just tears and fright.

But! Hope is still left,
For no-one is "dead",
the law of the land seems just.

And as we look to the moon,
full of love and regret,
there will always be more than just us.

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RinRin (71.74.15.54) -- Wednesday, March 8 2006, 01:58 am

:)

This one's really great, Luc. There's something mysterious about it...
 
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