Love me, fear me, consume
all my hatred.
For I am me, a creature of your imagination. Wake up and realize that I’m part of your nightmare A nightmare that is my life, that I cannot leave. To leave, to go where? To begin another nightmare? The creature I am, cannot love, but can be broken The creature I am, is just
a figment of you imagination,
For I am me,
And I shall be gone,
December 12, 2000 |
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