You are the ink that fuels my pen,
Demanding always, just another line,
And when I've written yet another ten,
You ask for more, and I cannot deny.
Tuesday, 12 June 2007
Train
This speeding train that carries me away, Can't carry me away from you for long. For I shall take another train today, And it will be as if I'd never gone.
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