Interview of Doom February 22, 2007
Posted by Liz in Ancient Archive.trackback
My mind is flushed with thoughts of exposure
A fleeting moment, backflows into a stress pool.
The gentle voice of reason and assural,
Does little to alleviate this potential fool.
I could be set, satisfied, and happy,
If only I could bite my aprehensive tongue.
Ask what they could benefit of me,
In fantasies I’m perfect, and I have won.
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