My dissent skews the lines in my mind
Self torment screws the times in my life
My lament can confuse and intertwine with my cries
Excellence I can lose, drink some wine, then it dies...

But I make it flow like a river
Figure out the next emotion to deliver
Because feelings at any time are diverse
And it seems as if I'm moving in reverse

I can smile, make you believe it's not a facade
Because denial, it allows you to sit there and nod

And so I sit...

I wonder why you didn't get any replies, I liked it.

Wow, I forgot I wrote this. Thanks Kenshin.

Wonderful, sweetie. :)

Whoah. That's pretty cool. I wonder why I didn't notice it before. I THINK I was on on the 8th....

Aaaa,hey no prob, today I looked through almost all of the older threads and posted some replies....no use letting good threads die, especially unread.

That's so true... why, just a few minutes ago I resurected a five month dead thread in the Role Playing Games Forum.

But keep the poetry up Diffuser!