06-02-2005, 06:58 PM
I can not even begin to imagine what my own personal hell might be like... But it would be baaaaaaaaaaaaad no doubt.
I dunno how it could have been worse than surviving cancer. I mean, I know that it could be, but my puny mortal brain doesn't want to wrap around that concept. Probably out of spite. Just thinking about it makes my makes me feel twitchy.
I dunno how it could have been worse than surviving cancer. I mean, I know that it could be, but my puny mortal brain doesn't want to wrap around that concept. Probably out of spite. Just thinking about it makes my makes me feel twitchy.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."