07-13-2003, 05:10 AM
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Insane
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Will
I wrote this poem a long time ago after watching They Shoot Horses Don't They.
I stand here a victim of my will
While I sunlight filters past the hill
I strive to maintain it, but alas I can not contain it
So I linger on while the light it has gone.
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