I know I can't stand here
still, freezing in mediocrity.
The winds of what I could be
chill my bones.
I see the fires,
their warmth of desire calls to me
both equally ablaze.
One chants "Diamond."
One chants "Best Seller."
I can be both, but one needs to come first.
So how do I choose?
It is like choosing to purchase either a chicken or a fertilized egg.
However,
which is the chicken and which is the egg?
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:23 PM UTC
I know I can't stand here
still, freezing in mediocrity.
The winds of what I could be
chill my bones.
I see the fires,
their warmth of desire calls to me
both equally ablaze.
One chants "Diamond."
One chants "Best Seller."
I can be both, but one needs to come first.
So how do I choose?
It is like choosing to purchase either a chicken or a fertilized egg.
However,
which is the chicken and which is the egg?
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