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there's no way out (Free verse) by oneglove

i'm weary of tracing the path worn thin by maybe next times and begin agains now a ditch dug deep with faults stacked high in comforting darkness with forgotten sky superficially close to brightness of light stumbling in shadows shaking with fright i pause and wonder how could i rewind and choose a path that would be more kind when i'm eight feet down and i've dug my grave my closet is empty and cadavers hold the spade there's no way out

Dovina 23-Dec-04/1:15 PM

More kind to whom?




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