Hey! Dip your ladle into the pool of life.
And drink deep into the night.
5/5/94
Somewhere along the way I was led astray...
Never the best...and in the shadow I remain...
10/26/94
Oh night! If we be moonflowers,
then let us be lunatics.
unknown date
The silence is comfortable...like a warm soft sweet blanket. rosy pink..baby blue... It wraps me in its motherly cuddle.
sometime in 1996
one by one they drop like flies
to feast upon the food of lies
written by Helen Lin Huang