Friday, March 24, 2006

Difference

We hang out with people of sameness;
For those who are different from us,
We fall in love with them.
The difference is where the objet petit a lies.
When you get closer,
it's not there anymore.
Like ghosts, difference haunts us.
We need to overcome many sorts
of differences in our life.
We usually crash with one another.
We get hurt, but we survive.
The worst kind of death is being lost.
No where to go. Nothing you can do.
We end up loving ourselves most.

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