Oct 18, 2004 00:23
So many questions left unanswered.
So many pages written in sorrow.
It must be a tragedy.
Why does this book sit alone?
It's cover seems to be perfectly fine.
The pages are torn.
Some are stuck together.
Why do they refuse to separate?
What should be so forbidden?
It's as if it's hiding something from the world.
Sheltering something from the eyes of man kind.
The sentences are so scattered.
The meanings are vague.
I can no longer read it.
'Tis only open to itself.
This book is unfinished.
Maybe I could be of some assistance.
If only it were open to me.