What is left to do but sleep?

Where does the mind go when thoughts creep?

I know in my heart, I'm in too deep

And eventually I'll just make you weep.

You want more than I have available to share,

So I just leave you lost, without any care.

As you sit at home, and just wonder where

I am, when I'm neither here nor there.

03/15/1984

Author's Note: ... old stuff....

Posted on 12/31/2008
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