Ive lost faith, the forests changed. My stomachs empty, Im feeling faint. Ive lost heart, the forests scarred. I hear no birds, just TVs and cars. Ive lost faith, the forests changed. My stomachs empty, Im feeling faint. Ive lost sight, the forests died. The brambles are bare, and Im hollow inside. Each breath rattles like dice in my chest, each breath gambled, unwinding till death. Is our skin to keep the world out or our bodies in? This doesnt look like home; this doesnt look like home...
Posted on: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 04:05:40 +0000
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