A thin and thready threnody br played by the winds on the phone wires. br An eerie haunting melody br regretting unfulfilled desires. br br A lamentation which can steal br your joy in life and make you sad br Enhance the miseries you feel br br If you are wise you stop your ears br refuse to give in to your fears. br br If you do not you will go mad. br br The lost souls carried on the wind br br Are seeking victims constantly br to join their ghastly company. br br To share in their unhappiness br and they can find them easily br In people who cannot express. br br Their joy in life to anyone br but wallow in their misery. br and in the end are left alone. br A self fulfilling prophecy. br br 1-Aug-08 br br Http: blog.myspace.compoeticpiersbr br ivor or ivor.