I looked into the pool to find the love she had for me But all I saw was Sadness and bitter misery. I looked again to see if she loved someone else instead But all I found was Jealosy weeping in my bed. I looked into the pool once more, to see who loved her best But what I found was Suicide with a dagger at my brest. I looked to find a love that died with Summer's dying breath; I looked to find my One True Love but all I found was Death.
by Adam Love © 2006