From: pbj@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: more of a bad mood
Date: Tue Aug 16 03:14:45 1994
i let you come inside
no matter what
you knew you'd win out in the end

my will to fight
gave way
the smoke screen you left
disguised the fact

you left me to gather 
the shit you left behind
you just fucking
left me there to rit
(rot even)

you took it all
everything i held back
a peiece at a time
until you held it all
i didn't even notice
you took so carefully

i give up the fight
just take the rest
and leave my shell
for someone else

    -mirrors
        (c) 1994 aweburning