I'll have you know
I think it's cracked and crazy
To deny the two me we are
And scatter as eternal winds blow,
Cold, hard, forever.
Four winds carry my ashes
Through the air
To the similar corners of the world
For you have burnt my soul,
And now it dissipates
And I can breathe.

10/02/2001

Posted on 10/02/2001
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