R.U.T.H.
. . . running up that hill
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
...you desire
...you desire my loneliness, my aloofness, my distance
...you desire my lack of needing to belong, to conform, to be as them
...you desire to become, through me, the part of you that is not allowed to be
...you desire.
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