|A magical creature,|
A magical life,
Your soul showed through your eyes.
Eyes that haunt, Eyes which stare,
Maybe searching for something that isn't there.
Waters of passion, of talent,
Of love and of fear,
Ran deep through the rough river water.
Pulling you under, you gasped for air...
But the air that you chose made the water stand still.
|Casey Taylor - Michigan,
November 23, 2000