You might say I fall,
but I float, feet first, heart
bouncing behind,
tied to a string,
like a Yo-Yo.
Your words are a ladder
I grasp for, feet first, heart,
it leads nowhere,
tied up with string,
a gift of explosives.
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- Immodesty Blaze
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- I'll soon be a psychologist so read me before I start charging £120/hr for my rants.
1 comments:
Hello! We are doing a “Happy Snappy tour”, thanking everyone who’s been visiting us these past few months. So: thank you! :)
Beautiful and interesting blog you have here. :) This is a really inspiring entry. We read you are pregnant, congratulations! :)
Happy September! Greetings from Finland and Scotland.
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