Volume 1, Number 5 -- December, 1996
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Volume 1, Number 5 -- December, 1996 |
STARThe birdsstopped their singing today And the air had a different sort of chill The sun's brightness seemed somewhat dimmed Perhaps worst of all were the stars My old standby Seemed to sigh in their places and i swear i could nearly see A fiery tear sliding down their glowing cheeks Of course i know why all that was living now seems dead But that's unimportant reasons never matter only results I honestly can say i understand what happened and i'll support you in it at least as much as you'll allow But I really can't do much This is your game and i'm just another spectator as always cheering you on praying for your victory Your happiness Your success and always hoping your pain won't be too great And there will be pain good times too without a doubt but always the pain I hope this doesn't worry you it's not meant to For this a game i knew you would someday want to play Surprised don't be I can't fight the game never thought i could that would be insane The game is everlasting and all powerful And everyone must play no one escapes without the sting of the game So good luck my dearest take care prepare yourself well And you may win but never be to sure I thought for awhile i'd beaten it Now i find i must play again though i've no wish to I have an edge this time i know what i want The birds to sing The air to be warm The sun to shine And the stars to laugh again I'll wait let the game run it's course With a little luck we'll both win you and i will get what we want All will be well All will be right The stars will laugh once more [an error occurred while processing this directive] [an error occurred while processing this directive] |