It is a strange sort of pain "to die of yearning for something you'll never experience"

Saturday, December 28, 2002

.....damn you...
what if God who placed the sun made you a little less unique?
what if i could stop comparing everyone with you?
what if i could stop being shackled to you
damn you, becaus of your being so pure, so pure that i can not resist!

"Ooh this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this"

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