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Well, who am I? ********* Lesson number one; Love hurts. ********* Lies hurt. ********* I need to feel needed. ********* I have this horrible feeling of being lost, of reaching out for someone I've yet to find. ********* How does one stop feeling? ********* Cry my tears of blood. ********* Why the hell am I reaching out for something I know I can't find? ********* Maybe this pain is what's meant by "growing up". ********* The price you pay for getting everything you've always wanted is the fear of losing it. ********* The further I go into myself, the more my conditioned brain fears insanity. ********* We create our own Gods. We call them role models. ********* So many realities to choose from. ********* To save a soul, one must only become a friend. ********* Truth changes on each tongue. ********* "Red" is within, as opposed to without. ********* To be disgusted by our own selves... that is the nature of intelligence. ********* I am my own God. |