

ReflectionReflecting on a sea of thoughts, I am wistful of things long gone. I am washed away, falling, into a moment, dark and delicate.Reflection
Upon a glance, I may have seen beauty in the clouds, wonders in the sound of rushing waters, and clarity in the cold chill of reason,
But I am not so fortunate as to live in that ignorant state. I am a thinker, lost in my own dreams and dying at sea.
I look upon the reflection, the ocean which comes forth and overcomes me, and I wonder if I'll drown.
I know that deep down I am but a mere s
flower
-Shane
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“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”
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