The Quest

by Jena   Sep 15, 2004


I've killed the obsession. It burned out. It's gone.
Then why are you still here?
I could forget you if I wanted to. I could get rid of you, like I got rid of that obsession.
But even though the obsession is gone...the desire inside of me seeks to be satisfied.
This longing in my loins searches only for you.
It will allow no other to conquer what has been yours for the taking all along.

(E.) (11-20-00) (10:38pm)

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