Gentlewomen, Gentlemen and Genteels in between.
This is the Lyne.
One never sees the Lyne but beholds her.
One never speaks to the Lyne but converses with her.
One never writes to the Lyne, but inscribes to her...

Thursday, May 04, 2006

04...05...06

Aw, cool. Lookit those figures! And guess what...?

May the 4th be with you...


On a more sombre note :
I unleashed my fury in confidence,
In words steeped in hatred.
A friend looked at me aghast,
Surprised by what I had said.
Which does leave me to admitting,
That my heart is almost dead.


Thank you, dearest angel. You know who you are.

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