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a snowy day in the courtyard is really quite lovely and fresh

but you and I together could never quite seem to mesh

he is so quiet I wonder if he cares

he'd probably crumble up and die if he so much as dares

his eyes are beautiful yet cold, cruel and hard

once you look very deep into them they're very hard to disregard

don't make me any promises that you can't keep

I'd be rather surprised if you were to ever let me see you weep

you're cerebral distant aloof and mocking

to see your true self beyond that for me was really

quite shocking

with you in your storage of cold

and I in my fire of spring

we put together

added up to what amounted to absolutely nothing

though when we loved we loved as one

but when we hated we were all too quickly done

at one time you name it and we were it

odd balls, lame brains, crack pots, and what ever what nots,

we just couldn't seem to pull the essential us together

we only knew how to rip it apart

It was not a simple pity it was an angry agony

that our bodies combined neither had a heart

I loved you my soul I will not lie

I never cheated you even once but its all over now and all I have left to do is to lay down and quietly die

(written Sept. 3,1987)