Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Riddle

I am death. I am life.
I am everyone. I am no one.
I killed your parents, yet I gave them new life.
I am smart and funny and beautiful.
I am nothing more than a speck.
I am loved. I am hated.
I am my own worst enemy.
I know how to read, or at least how to listen.
I sleep, I eat, I live.
I will do more if I choose to.
I am of no accord, but I mean the world to someone.
I am never alone.
I am obvious.
I am who you think I am.

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