Mental OverDose

If a writer writes something, and nobody is around to read it, does it have any meaning?

Friday, March 02, 2007

9 p.m.

A chilling tale
Where two world rift
A wanderer
Between you drift

But belong to them
You do not
Seperate
And long forgot

The difference clear
Between thine and them
Never clearer
At 9 PM
Posted by Entaris at 10:35 PM

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