Desire

Manhattan

I want to be dangerous – it appeals to me, the danger in being dangerous. It excites me. I want to be at the edge of power – I deserve it, the weight of the universe on my shoulders. It is my curse, my bane and my guiltiest pleasure. I want to be unattainable – out of reach, like stars, looking down upon tranquility.

But it is not my nature – just my desire.

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