Left behind by you
On every inch of
Blank muscle
The beating canvas in my heart.
As the slash of paint
The violent brush
Tries so very valiantly
To drown out the
Raucous
Silence.
--3.4.14
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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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