Posted By: Pegas (Utapim depresi v INetu...) on 'Poetry' Title: Clear mind IV. Date: Mon Oct 23 12:05:51 1995 I look at mirror I must loose my senses This is mind of killer That insane sentenses This God's game's Game with my life I see him he's bored I see him with knife He's finding out How deep he can pirce How much can cut Not to die the piece Which remains as me Which lives in pain Which's weaker and weaker Which can't explain Why God's so cruel Why pink is black Why world is full of things you can't back ... -------------------------------------- to be continued ... ? Peace Pegas "Zautoc na svet. Kone nech zit a lidi strilej ..." (Thriller)