I wish I didn't know.
I wish I didn't see.
I wish I didn't hear.
The vile which I fear.
I wish I couldn't understand.
I wish I couldn't see.
I wish I couldn't hear.
I wish I need not fear.
Sometimes i wonder who is in control.
Sometimes I wonder what makes me this bold.
Sometimes i wonder if this is true.
I want a big eraser.
I want a big white wash.
I want to fall into the mountains.
And crash into the big oceans.
Wash away all the filth.
Drain away all the guilt.
What's left of me?
I just want purity.
Restore this,
back to me.
Friday, January 02, 2009
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