On EdgeA Poem by Alex CainenSpinning, my only chain to the world. It highlights its edge, bump and corner that surrounds me. The walls blueness punches me in the face as a tattered looking floor kicks me. I should probably drink less...
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Added on November 11, 2014 Last Updated on November 11, 2014 |