I called out to you today
Lonely and afraid
Once again cold, bitter cold
Voracious appetite of fate
Even now I feel it gnawing at me
You don't see a thing,
Only I can see the ghosts
Ugly twisted shadows
And all the time
No one was there for me!
Desperately I called to you
Reaching with grasping fingers
Elusive strenght you have flittering away
Well, What did I expect, you never saw it the way I did never saw anything at all in these lines.

02/20/2002

Posted on 02/20/2002
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