03-30-2004, 03:26 PM
I'm not getting any replies in the Author's Domain, probably because people think it's more of the same whining crap. Anyway, I'll try it here. This is the venting poem that I wrote the day after. We're still friends, and I have no intention of giving it to her.
Ghostbuster
The Ides of March have come for me, just like I knew they would.
An anti-karma force punishing anyone who
Ghostbuster
The Ides of March have come for me, just like I knew they would.
An anti-karma force punishing anyone who
"I looked up and saw you;
I know that you saw me.
We froze but for a moment
In empathy."-Rise Against