Sunday, October 27, 2002

As irritated as i can be, life has to move on and ahead...
days though looked more stormy each day

hurts and agressions of yesterday pass on
like river flows from a high mountain

it passes of from river, creating meander
like life, unpredictability resides in corner, niches
sometimes out of sight

why are there trouble, perhaps i already know the answer
my refusal caved me in the darkest corner
my detest for evil continues to grind bitter

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