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 BBS: Night Line BBS
Date: 09-20-96 (03:40)             Number: 53
From: PANTHER                      Refer#: NONE
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Subj: POETRY                         Conf: (101) Poetry
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                               THE LONELY KING


    Drifting softly
off to sleep
slipping, sliding
drifting deep

    Deep down inside
my mind's eye goes
looks in my heart
all filled with snow

    The frozen depths
that are my soul
I see my death
and still dont know

    If I'll ever love again
or even be enough again
to be a whole, not a half
I've been wiped right off the map

    But I'll survive
I'm on my own
and here I'll thrive
apon my throne!





                        PANTHER