5:02 p.m. - Nov 1, 2001
POETRY - Joy & Pain
Music
And madness
Flows freely so easily
Magic
And sadness
My knees buckle weakly
I cannot contain
Simply cannot explain
The sadness my heart feels
The wrath of this joy
So heavy
My heart
So complete this peace
Haunts me now
Haunts me still
The quiet whisper
Of the storm inside
In the stillness
