beginning to flap these hostile wings again. we all knew it was only a matter of time, that there never could be a big enough cage.
writing, eyes so very close to the paper. they've always asked me why. words coming out so fast. they've always asked me how. the deepest rivers of fury & sadness, swelling behind your eyes. their questions will go unanswered.
she's always been beautiful, but she's never believed it.
-that my best never was, is not & never will be good enough.
written on 2003-07-03 at 1:27 a.m.
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