i know i keep asking again and again because nothing else matters but finding a friend and i know you are somewhere out there on your own and i wonder if you too choose to be alone...
do i ask for too much
do i make you uncomfortable
wanting to touch
do i share more than you
want to know about me
do you see desperation
in my honesty
in my longing to share
in my wanting to care
in my just being here
is it my desperation
or is it your fear?
(are you there?)
so much this and that snatched semi-randomly from the archives in some (vain?) attempt to interest you in me (or any part of me, aye?) but woyld posterity share the same value i find in this moment (time and changing perspectives can make everything so arbitrary, ya know?)... desperate to distraction...
so was i serious when i asked whatever it was (who's paying attention) because it all depends on you in the end as i've said more than twice you can know me if you want to but you really have to want to (who has the time)... so do you wanna?...
and now, another impromptu rendition of random links:
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(there must be some way out of here, ya think?)
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