words are a coin when the sand will blow to smooth the rough edges of imperfect skin
----- Original Message ----- From: "Morgan Martin Ross" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: "575" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Wednesday, December 26, 2001 11:59 PM Subject: [X] Talking is not speaking > I rarely speak; > The rare occasion that I try, > words slide from my mouth as sand. > Carried by the wind, it scours > the flesh I only wished to sooth. > I am sorry, though I know > only too well that my apologies > can never heal. > > > Is your boss reading your email? ....Probably > Keep your messages private by using Lycos Mail. > Sign up today at http://mail.lycos.com > > _______________________________________________ > Five7Five mailing list > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
