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for a friend and the guy who stole her away

I wrote this in 1998.  It has a kind of quiet desperation.

There was a time  when i felt that something was missing inside me I don't know what it was but all I know now is that i don't feel that it is missing anymore

i have an ace up my sleeve...hehehe

Sometimes a decision is obvious sometimes, well sometimes......

this poem is for all of us that are f**cked up.

Hmmmm, every time I read this one, I feel it should be edited somehow, and yet, every time I go to do so, I just can't bring myself to remove or change anything. So, if you don't like any of this text........ fuck you.