05 2 / 2012
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It numbs me. This realization that there still are areas within me where i keep you out. I have always known a different kind of solitude than that you have constantly been wanting me to follow. Alone with the alone, you are. I am not yet there. It brings me sorrow to find these hardened parts that only know how to run away from you and long to find solace in the dark.
Meet me where i am, for i cannot go to where you are (where i should be).
Your light, so bright.
It hurts my sight.
Deliver me from all evil that seeks to devour the one whom you have favoured.
