You
You are
inadequacy.
My world
bleakens.
You are
pain.
My dreams
plunge.
You are
stupidity.
My aim
wavers.
You are
worthlessness.
My hopes
flounder.
You are
pointlessness.
My spirit
ebbs.
You are
flesh and blood.
My own.
How dare you.
inadequacy.
My world
bleakens.
You are
pain.
My dreams
plunge.
You are
stupidity.
My aim
wavers.
You are
worthlessness.
My hopes
flounder.
You are
pointlessness.
My spirit
ebbs.
You are
flesh and blood.
My own.
How dare you.
posted by Jo at 9:43 am
1 Comments:
sensitivity in the new age is a b*itch.
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