Thursday, November 25, 2010


Once i was told i feel too deeply. They tried to make the feelings go, I didn't play along. Now i wonder at their analyses.. Perhaps they should have determined me in different terms.. Perhaps they should have called me writer. brandisher of firey swords. Would Ernest Hemingway have written? Would Van Gogh have painted?  Now i hide the Gift deep inside, deep down, far away.

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