Title: 3-3-2-9-6-0-0-7-3-4-5-2: A poem.
Author: Katana (rose_tat@hotmail.com)
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, me-no-own, me-no-own. So don't go wolf, wolf and try and sue me. Please?
Spoilers/Timeframe: Somewhere after "Shirties in Love".
Summery: After Logan let's Max read a poem he wrote about her Max tries her hand at writing a poem herself.
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3-3-2-9-6-0-0-7-3-4-5-2
Blind. Lost. Alone.
Broken. Yet never whole to start with.
Flawed. Lacking. Weak.
Searching.
Needing direction. Purpose.
A cause. A dream.
Anything
Afraid.
Afraid of the silence.
Afraid of the light.
Do you think this poem
Is about you Logan?
It's not.
You are so much stronger
Than you could ever imagine.
I never wanted to need anybody.
Afraid to live.
I never wanted to need you.
Look where that got me.
Conflicted. Fighting myself.
I'm not as strong as I pretend to be.
I was loosing. Drowning.
When I met you.
The one person that I can't run from.
That I can't hide from.
You make me strong.
You make me live.
Maybe I'm not completely broken?
~FIN~