Thursday, December 4, 2008
you made me in the image of yourself.
I just want to run away where no one can know I exist. Where no one can see me rise or fall. Where my day is decided upon the turning of the weather, not by the images that continuously flicker upon a screen. Where I'm free from it all. No binds, no chains, no obstacles to trip on. Where you and I are able to communicate without any static to interrupt our speech. Listen to the pitches of your voice. Quit hiding behind a curtain that vanquishes you from your reality. Only you can make yourself happy. The realization of your worth is more valuable than anything else this planet can offer.
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