It is typical of life
That the one person I
Need
To talk to most is
The one I am
Forbidden
To speak to
It's like a safety line's been snapped
Ot the light's been turned on
To reveal emptiness
Here I am reaching out
Slamming into a wall
Face first
Falling down head first
Onto concrete with a headache
Pounding in my ead
Like my feet pounding the street
As I run away from this
Towards the wall
With you on the other side
--7/6/06
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"You can't expect to understand me completely through the medium of present-day conceptions. I breathe for my own necessity, for the fuel of my body, for my survival... I've given you, not my sacrifice or my pity, but my ego and my naked need." [[The Fountainhead]]
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