The Moving Finger writes, and having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a Word of it.

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam - Quattrain 71.

Saturday, November 01, 2003

It's a shame there's no one to blame
For all the pain that life brings
If u will just take me
It might just complete me
And together we can make a stand

somehow you thought of everything,
but you didn't think of me


isnt life just horrid? ugh.

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