What if...
What if the diet workedand the beauty cream
the cheap perm
get rich scheme
Would the world be different
Would it love me then
Stop looking out
See the me within?
--January 18, 2002; 12:25am
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She is my pastAnd you my future
But sometimes the lines blur
A clear picture impossible to capture
When I dream of you
Its her I see
My God, my love
Have you forsaken me?
I run praying, hoping
Is it you I'll find?
A replicated love
One of a kind
I can never be sure
My guess never quite right
Sometimes the coming of day
Feels like the darkness of night
--April 19, 2002; 12:17pm