when I can walk that edge
with every step,
of feeling needed
and not needed,
when I can both love
and die to my own neediness,
and my need to be loved,
when I can take a breath
knowing that what
feeds me, also feeds you,
what kills me,
could also kill you,
then I would have found
a way to walk that edge,
a way to be me, in this world.
with every step,
of feeling needed
and not needed,
when I can both love
and die to my own neediness,
and my need to be loved,
when I can take a breath
knowing that what
feeds me, also feeds you,
what kills me,
could also kill you,
then I would have found
a way to walk that edge,
a way to be me, in this world.
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