"Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it."
C.S. Lewis
Monday, August 17, 2009
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Feel me Please
Know me Why not?
Don't make me beg I'm too proud for that
Find me I'm not hiding
Breathe into me I'm suffocating
Take the hands that are choking me And despise them
Do it for me Not who you want me to be Just for me
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