help

i did not feel afraid at all.
my legs shook, but otherwise I was calm.
discussing, arguing, trying to convey my point
and knowing I would not succeed.
how does one defeat hate?
how can one stop murdering desire?

Could you understand how it feels?
Rearrange me until I am sane?
On into the future after all that has been?
Wings oh my wings I lost.

can you help me to get them back?
help...

Apr-14-04
-Pilgrim

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