Thursday, December 27, 2007

Finding me. Losing him.

Precisely what i never wanted to feel.
Getting a grip on what i despise.
I'm no natural lover.
I'm not a born giver.
Scorn me for all i've done.
Mock me for what i've not.

I'm the wary traveller.
I'm the accused imposter.

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