//It is only because I am not made of a single noble fiber,
That I prey on they weak, to supplant my own weakness -
The strong, the forthright
They terrify me.
With their,
Accountability, and mores -
Archaic things, boring obstacles
Heavy for one as frail as I.
//What I wouldn't give for a flawed mistress,
A slighted girl,
One who has as much beautiful misery
To release and reveal -
I revel in those things, because
Sharing is something
I never did or do.
//Allowing the company of another mind
Is still
So novel to me.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
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