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Short Explination

Who knows what spawned this poem. I certainly don't remember. But I like it just the same.

Gothic Angel
Gothic Angel
Dark eyes
Stare through a blinded fog
And peer into my soul.
Pale fingers
Reach out through a river of tears
And grab my heart.
Skinny legs
Run away with my hope.
Gothic Angel.
My angel of destruction.
Only rips me apart.

2/15/01