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Friday, June 03, 2005

there's nothing but fear reflected on ur sword.

when you dodge, "i'm afraid of getting cut,"
when you attack, "i'm afraid of cutting someone,"
even when you protect someone, "i'm afraid of letting them die."


nothing can be born from fear.

when you dodge, "i wont let them cut me,"
when you protect someone, "i wont let them die,"
when you attack, "i'll cut them."


cant you see the resolve to cut you,
reflected in my sword.




you know..
sometimes i wonder why.
why you avoid.?
why ur so cold.
i dunno.

etched at 7:33 AM