<FONT >I can't find myself...
I lost my way at the rave in the cave,
Too many pills to which I'm now slave
had me scratching my name into the dance floor
but of the spelling I wasn't too sure,
I couldn't quite grasp it - like will-o'-the-wisp
leading the curious into the crisp
night on the moor under the moon -
I could hear death playing a tune.
Renate</FONT s>
[This message has been edited by Renate (edited May 26, 2002).]
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