Sunday, January 23, 2011

im not a prize to be own


I write because I need to write. I write because I am at the bottom of a deep well and I am trying to tell you something. I am trying to make you hear me, to be heard, because there is this flame inside me and I am trying to tell you about it. I want you to know the fire I feel and the hunger that eats me.

-copied-

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