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From childhood's hour I have not been

As others were; I have not seen

As others saw; I could not bring

My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken

My sorrow; I could not awaken

My heart to joy at the same tone;

And all I loved, I loved alone.

Then- in my childhood, in the dawn

Of a most stormy life- was drawn

From every depth of good and ill

The mystery which binds me still:

From the torrent, or the fountain,

From the red cliff of the mountain,

From the sun that round me rolled

In its autumn tint of gold,

From the lightning in the sky

As it passed me flying by,

From the thunder and the storm,

And the cloud that took the form

(When the rest of Heaven was blue)

Of a demon in my view.

Paint me black.

Make me cry.

Pull my hair.

Make me try.

Make me thrash.

Cause me pain.

Make me scream.

Tear my veins.

Slice my skin

Open wide.

Stop my wings.

Tell me why.

Everything

that you do

Makes me wish

we were through.

Press me forth.

Hold my hand.

Teach me how

to love 'gain.

Every tear

that I shed.

Every drop,

drips of red.

Sear my heart.

Tell me lies.

Teach the game.

Hold the ties.

This is how

it has gone.

Every day.

Dusk til Dawn.

I scream out.

Call to you.

Never 'gain.

We're not through.

Pull away.

Don't you walk.

Hide the lies.

Stall the talk.

In the end

I will win.

You'll not love.

Never again.



-- C. Hicks