Devil in a Woodpile
The Things That Make Me Tick
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Within Reach
Who are you,
to tell me who I am.
Who are you,
to tell me what I should be.
I own myself.
But you thought I was within your grasp,
But I was farther than you could imagine.
I feel your pain,
but I do not cry for your tears.
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