my head, a mess of thoughts
my life, a mess of actions
where i'm headed is only a
transcending of where i've been
the sun, my righteous path from
dark which i've been entrenched
those who knew me
know only its outer projection
true identity kept in what is most fond,
and equally prison; a mind
...don't leave me with myself
Monday, December 17, 2007
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