Sunday, January 30, 2005

(for a moment)

Maybe I am nothing but
and a
determination to be better.
Maybe I am measured by
the difference between
my need
and what I have to give.
Maybe I am made of
the fears that paralyze me
and those I have had the courage
to conquer.
Maybe my tomorrow
is irrevocably affected by
Maybe I am inconsistent
and timid
and weak.
But I know
you said
you love me anyway.

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