Her eyes slowly gazing
over script newly written.
I imagine the power
oozing through your pores.
as it drips to the floor
When you believe
to me, you've become
less than amazing.

Will you fight back?
or have you even noticed.
I can only wish,
If I would only care
now we seem so much the same
situations alike
this, the first
I've written to you
with this, a measure of spite.

10/16/2003

Posted on 10/16/2003
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