If Memories Were Butterflies
Friday, April 17, 2015
Too Eclectic to be Loved?
I am too eclectic ~
How I write,
What I love,
All of it,
Is too different ~
To make sense,
Or perhaps be loved,
By any person,
Except maybe myself.
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