Thursday, August 26, 2004

Why do you want to spend time with me when your fantasies need tending? Why bother with me--I'm only human. I'm only a man that hates himself. You deserve it all. Step on my spine to get to it. I'm a fish--I won't feel a thing when you cripple me. The thing is . . . I've already been crippled. To not see that is to be blind or uncaring. Perhaps you never cared, but I hold no grudges--only a bomb in my heart.

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