err abby what do you do when you do know her name? what then? try and forget it :P
I'm just playing with you but I still want that answer (pm it to me)
As far as the poetry on this page goes I particularly like Death...^_^ I wrote one like it a long time ago but it's lost now.
Pure Lofty Beuatiful things
Dreams are the material which our world is made up of (remember that)
Great poem a little easy to get lost in but still good.
Is this a metaphor for something else, or is it just for fun?
Either way great idea behind the poem
The great thing about stars is that over half of the stars in out night sky burnt out millions of years ago... but we're still getting their light ^_^ (ahaha sorry to throw in hope where it's not welcomed)
Vague memories suck especially when their all you have of someone who used to be special that numbness is pain... way to wrap it up in a simple poem although I feel kinda guilty reading it because it's pure expression.