Originally posted by Devil1976:
the Awakening... - [b]My Mind
It is days like these which makes you blind...
by another set, by another mind....
Seems patronised... Make you can't deny...
That there is a life within which you've cast behind....
DrÆams ƒrægment ____
I was once thought of as a child....
As a kid... In a shell....
With the dreams I indulged,
with a mind... So fragile....
I'd once dreamt of myself...
With my feet which was swell....
But my heart it was well...
-But now I can't see, I can't hear, I can't feel... The child's crying in the night no more....
[This message has been edited by Devil1976 (edited 23 January 2002).][/b]
Wat can i say......Reality bites n it bit u.....?!?!?...hopefully...it'll only be biting....only biting........bit by bit....until u find the Force one day to Retaliate
