http://clampfix.fanworks.net/poetry/words.txt </head><body><pre>WORDS The glass Falling from the broken dreams That held my soul. That held... You. Now there is nothing. A shell. Empty, But for words. Yours, And mine. </pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>