Posted by leceas on June 7, 2000 at 12:31:57:
any time cf is down, just read this poem to yourself.
you english majors - screw off and dont critique this.
If nothing more that I do dread,
is that carrionfields, cf, is dead.
I sit and ponder in misery
cause theres no other place i'd rather be.
I'd go other places
and be nothing but mad
cause the other muds, lets face it,
are pretty damn sad..
I fall to despair with ooc channels
it makes me feel like i'm going mental!
i suddenfly feel like i'm in a rage!
my blood is boiling as I glare at this page!
Carrionfields, I need you please!
youve got me begging on my knees!
my hearts exploded, and I cry!
makeing me scream why oh why!
my veins are craveing more and more
the withdrawal has sagged me to the floor
the pain of reality fills me this day
take me cf, take me away!
just something out of fun. went bowling and came back. cf is still down, and i really do think i cracked that damn bone in my thumb.