push through the outer membranes
of the sole surviving cells
dig deeper
into the flesh in which
we crawl
for safety
pushed on by peers
with no will
no hope for survival
needles pressed up against me
just begging to get in
towards the edge
the ledge
i fall
looking over, into the abyss
into darkness i crawl















Comments
love that class >.<
haha.
but yeah. good poem :]
--
"Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend"
alot.
thanks.
--
What's the worst that i can say?
Things are better if i stay
So long and goodnight
R.I.P.
youre welcome :]
--
"Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend"
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