"Unconditional and unselfish love... I couldn't give that to you"
-- Ares, "Looking Death In The Eye"


I blame myself for far too many things
There is no evil in the world that doesn't taunt me
And shameful open secrets spill like blood
From dry-eyed clouds;
But there, beyond the storm
You're thinking of me not as this or that
But everything at once, and love me for it.

9 February 2002

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