Friday, April 9, 2010

The sufferer and the witness.

"Show your wounds, I'm bored with mine, nothing is new."

I so desperately want You. I'd tear out my soul for you, my Dear. I tear out my sins for you, my Love. I'd do anything for You. Yet still, I don't have You. Do you even want me? I'm sorry. I really, truly am.

But this. This thing. It's powerful. And it's got a hold on me. And I've known this evil for so long. Too long. It might just be too late for me.

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