Nice me

by Catalina   Jun 8, 2005


There is an impossible thing that I can not do.
A task too hard to achieve.
I sit there in my dark corner trying to figure it out.
Why? That is my true question.
What have I done wrong?
Or should I ask...what have I done right?
Nice, that is something that I can not write about.
You might as well call me...dark child.

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