| Mirror Looking at you is like staring into a time-warped mirror, a short rewind on my own audio visual tape. You're quicksand, sucking things dry with your very essence, trying too hard. When someone gives you importance, it balloons your head because you don't know your own intrinsic value. So very human. Crushed by your submission, stamped flat by all, you search for the one who will use you more harshly than anyone. You have learned screaming jealousy that eats a hole in your personhood. And here am I, wearing some mighty big boots to smash your head and kill you along with your fears and unconscious imitation, to break the glass. PamFriedEhli/1990 |
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| Since 4-11-03 |
| Not to be taken literally. No wonder I couldn't handle the guy; I was just like him. |