"O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!"
The Hermit cross'd his brow.
"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say—
What manner of man art thou?"

Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd
With a woful agony,
Which forced me to begin my tale;
And then it left me free.

Sunday, February 08, 2004

this one is sad... well... actually, it's so sad that i can't help but think it's kinda funny.... i've had quite a few guys in my life that come emotionally close to me... and yet... each and every one of those guys... i've just let them slip through my fingers.... and the saddest part is... if i'm right... not all straight men necessarily just leave gay men... they just leave... me...

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