As these have been the crimes of my passion; surrealistic sensualities, intimate illusions & other misdemeanors of love, lust, loss & longing *
"In order to know virtue, we must acquaint ourselves with vice. Only then can we know the true measure of a man."
- The Marquis de Sade -
If I could have been all that you wanted - all the time.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thorns
Such is the threnody of thistles That we are always hurting the ones we love To be left only to love the ones we hurt for we are always hurting to be – Loved
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