Welcome, fellow earthlings.

Thursday, 11 August 2011

I'm just wondering but the crack begin to show


Promises are the saddest when they become null.
Because you wait, and wait, and wait;
Snatching onto strings you could tug to prevent you from drowning.
You tighten your fist in a white knuckled grip.
The string snaps.
You fall, down, down, down,
Tired.

xoxo







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