On May 2, 8:45=A0am, Kyrie7 <johnlee1...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> The Love Song of John Kyrie Eleison Lee
I see what your problem is.
You are Ameriasian.
Your Asian part don't fit in.
Your white American part don't fit in.
Your parents wanted a girl,
but they got a boy.
You are all mixed up.
>
> Let us go then, you and I
> While the night sky is laid out across the world
> Like a dead man lying on a morgue table.
>
> Let us go then, you and I
> The little cats walk across the street, carefully avoiding the cars
> that cross
>
> The night sky is a morgue sheet laid across the world
> The silvery moon is crying in pain and despair.
>
> The city lies before us
> In the bars, the men come and go pining for the sirens
>
> In the room the women come and go
> Speaking of Michelangelo
>
> There she is
> The beauty of the world
> Shall I try?
> Shall I try?
> Yes I will.
> Yes I will.
> I will ascend the stair.
> I will ask her out
> For a date
> She has sneered
> So be it.
> At least I tried.
>
> I grow old
> My hair grows thin
> I have no one.
> I have nothing.
> But at least I stayed true.
>
> The sea mermaids sing
> Alas, they will not sing for me.
>
> So be it.
>
> Such is life.
>
> May they find love
> With whomever they wish to sing for.
>
> I too wish I had a woman to walk with underneath the moonlight.
>
> End.
>
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2008 AD =A0John Lee
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