Your ignorance will be bigger than you,
and it will kill you,
with a white death,
with no noise,
with no pain,
and it will let you live,
in your empty room,
not knowing what you could have been.
LM
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2 comments:
Who is this poem by?
I have no idea. It was written on the wall of a men's room in New York. I took a picture and the posted it here.
Picture
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrfabulous/35488456/
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