not being able to connect
makes me sorry
makes me sad
the thought of
paths to not tread
wistfulness
in heart and head
the knowledge of you knowing me
seeing things I don't want you to see
it takes away too much from me
I'd rather it not live
I try to be open and kind
and share a part of the divine
but I know all too well what's mine
and I can't let you draw the line.
Berlin, 10.2012
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