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This is my poetry, for better or worse. I don't write much, but it's enough to make it's own category. It's usually morbid or depressing. You'll have to excuse that...or don't read.

Lisa and Shane Actually, no, it's not a poem about love. Sheesh, what do you guys take me for? A romantic? Anyways, this is a poem I wrote between 10 and 12 at night. My parents told me to go to bed at 10, and I was really tired (had been in the car since 11 the night before, had only slept somethin like 3 hours) and I was looking at an 8 o'clock get-up-time the next morning. But, the inspiration had seized me, and I couldn't deny it. I wrote it about 4 stanzas at a time in my head, then ran into the bathroom and closed the door and wrote it all down there, cuz I was staying on a fold out couch and the parents woulda seen if I had turned on a light beside my bed. Eh, just go read the poem. But beware. it is LONG! (64 lines to be exact XD)Last Modified: 10/25/02



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