On the question 'WHO' <br /> <br /> <br />I am searching you inside of me <br />-the person I want to be: <br />the son of his dreams <br />the child at rest in her arms, <br />but... <br />endless night hunting me down <br />thus, the fingers of fate is tearing me apart <br />-the breath of my own death.<br /><br />Jordan Legaspi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-question-who/
