Adoration For Masculine
Journal Entry: Sat Apr 16, 2005, 12:59 PM
....For wherever my roots may lie....
Sometimes I look at them and feel like im thirteen again.
Not sexual, just weak.
Is it pure adoration?
Or just a jealous envy?
For my flaws seem to shine through my permiable skin so brightly.
Am I awfull.
Or awe-full?
From either the weight of this presssure, or weight of the shame;
I bow my head.
I'd rather choose wrong, than say I didnt know what i was doing to be right.
Monday, 21 January 2008
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