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'Out of Reach'

I take a step
I slip
I fall
I can't manage to find the switch
Turn it off
Make it stop
Drips incessant, they fill the air
With monotony; shredding despair-
The exoskeleton of my insanity
The last visage of my fading humanity-
The questions never end
With no answers to defend

It's about boredom.

Posted on 07/01/2007 6:13 PM Visits: 18
spotlightprincess: 07/06/2007 5:30 PM
are u a poet i gotta no!lol
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