vatjui
11-18-2002, 11:38 PM
They scream below. No one really knows why they scream. But they scream. They scream for all that's lost and all that's found. They rage below. They rage about their families, about their future, about their lives. But mostly they just rage. Rage for the world they could have had. For the world they lost. They rage inside me. They now rip me apart, until there's only them!