Not of your design
i don't think like you
so why should i write like you
my thoughts
my world
so why should i write like you
my thoughts
my world
a memorial
(11/10/2003; 10:39pm) - a memorial
we were friends...i guess
i knew i was stuck with him
which for me
descibes the nature of my friendships
i knew jon yanow
whether geniunely feeling bad
or because of the guilt of not feeling bad enough
tears sporatically fall regardless
another candle has been extinguished
and the world around is darker for it