If I were not already dead...

[Daniel Telcontar]

There is a poem, that describes your state:

Often, I have felt sad,
and all around me was bad.
My friends had deserted me,
her I loved most, even she.
Life had no meaning,
that was my greatest feeling.
But someone I knew said,
that I should forget.
Because there is many people yet,
to love, no certain amount is set.
Hold your head high, through this trial,
you are loved by us, to that there is no denial.

I know it isn't that good, but remember the last lines.

[ June 28, 2002: Message edited by: Daniel Telcontar ]