From: Charon@yabbs
To: charon@yabbs
Subject: Charon
Date: Thu Jun  2 16:37:52 1994
All Mixed Up
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Some times i feel, like i could just run away,
to the hills of stealth, to the valley of play...

Sometimes i feel so down, like a puddle in the rain,
sometimes i feel like the thunder, in a downpour of pain...

Often i wander the street, with love in the back of my head,
other times i just wander, lettimg my feelings mixed w/ dread.

Once in a while i feel, like the world is my foe,
then i stop and think, and wonder if it isn't so.

when i'm feeling down in, and my mind is mixed up,
i realize that i am the poison, in my own paper cup...

i forget that i am only human, i forget i am cursed...
i remember i stand for pain, i remember i felt it first.

so somwtimes in the moonlight, when a star shines on my back
i remember your tears, filling a sidewalk full of cracks.

with all these blessed feelings, and this one hated cup,
full of all your blood, with my being so mixed [fucked] up.

-Charon-