There she sailed to the end of night
With eyes fixed on the dyling vision of delight
And asked, "How long can I journey
Without hope and depair
Before the morning falls?"
The echo of her words replied.
The little pills she had taken for
Stopping the noise from her typewriter
Burned her stomach like a flame.
Flame, her passion of life
A contridictory friends
Caged her in a labyrinth of simplicity--
A Simple black, the color of each tie and suit.
So simple that she could hardly run away.
As the ceilling blurred in her sight
She saw her dreams buring.
"Stop the...." muffled she.
There she sailed to the end of light.
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