I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.
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Stories by Live2Die_Dying2Live
Breaking Out
"It wasn't a dream was it?" I can feel Cain's fingers drawing soothing circles in my back, trying t...
Learning You
"What's keeping you from falling? Why are you scared?" even with his lips mere inches from my lips...
Moonlit
Just a little dark poetry I hope you guys enjoy.