Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Deranged

I am weak. I am the Lord. I am the creator. I am the destroyer. I am the good. I am the mediocre. I am the urban vermin that you see. I am the night. I am infinite hope.
Stay away from me. Dont touch me. You make me feel shallow. You leave me feeling weak. Yet after all that i have been through. It is you who I seek.
Speak to me. Communicate. Laugh. Cry. Die. Live a lie.
I exist. Have you noticed?

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