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Date Posted:22:34:05 06/15/02 Sat Author Host/IP: 24-216-233-178.hsacorp.net/24.216.233.178
A tortured tear rolls down her face
And plays upon her lips,
She strikes it down with her hand
And tries to come to grips
With the twisted mentality
That the world has taken on;
And she watches him
And knows that he's too far gone
Into his own little world
Of wrongs and rights and sweet despair,
And she watches him
And wishes she were there.