UntitledA Poem by Faukks
I'm staring blindly at this screen
through the screen through everything melody dips its finger to my tongue cooling the hot sensation from words unspoken the hole in my stomach clears the mind brings me back to reality planning to stay alive i will refuse its desires perfecting my own self righteous glory i will solemnly obey heaven forbid i have a will of my own © 2011 Faukks |
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