a paranoid dilema

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By chazz •

drip, drop and so i stay, and so i stop i look around look left, look right but there was not a drop in sight to justify the sounds i hear to justify the things i fear outstretched my hand i yelp a call but did not hear a thing at all i run away so fast i ran moreover i can't understand no matter how i run away in this cursed place i remain and stay drip, drop and so i stay and so i stop

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January 24, 2006 17:53Faith

Hmmm... i'm trying to figure out what the poem is about, and coming up with nothing! Haha... it's good though.