Posted by susan47 on September 27, 2008, at 19:35:57
In reply to Damos, Where are you?, posted by susan47 on September 26, 2008, at 22:26:19
don't you, don't you know you could have made the difference between living and wanting-to-die, to someone you could have made the difference, to someone you did, and you rejected the knowledge, you rejected the fear of knowing what your life really means, it means nothing, nothing more than the importance we give it .. and I've always given it supreme importance, your life is precious and let it be sweet, sweet in the tasting.
I loved you.
Oh, dear.
Oh dear oh dear oh dear,
dear me.
Oh my soul.
Is this what they call Transference, or something more....
or less ...
less than I, to you.
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