Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.

What is dark within me$$$ illumine.

They always take longer than you think.

Still paying$$$ still to owe. Eternal woe!

Some people care too much. I think it's called love.

I may think of you softly from time to time. But I'll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.

I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain.

Take up the song; forget the epitaph.

You see$$$ I am a poet$$$ and not quite right in the head$$$ darling. Its only that.

Stupid$$$ shiny Volvo owner.