Taking no other sacrifice than your time.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Lead-Lined Life
I have a room in the Fortress of Solitude that no one knows about.
It's a small room with lead-lined walls. There's nothing in there but a
chair, but it's all I need. It's lined with lead because it means I
can't see out. It means that I can't see all the pain and suffering I
failed to stop. It means I can't see people hurting themselves in ways I
can't save them from. A second for me is eternity for you. I
could stay in there for years and when I emerge? Nothing will have
changed except how you hurt each other. There are days I wish I had a
lead-lined life.
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