Saturday, February 19

Graciously they fall, but they hit the ground hard,
Opening wounds, spilling blood, leaving them scarred.
They'resplattered on the ground no longer on the high,
Now they are no different from you or I.

All smashed up and no where to go,
They just became another so and so.
All smashed up and no where to run,
How about we push off another one?

hello hello, what am I meant to say? I dunno... hmmm. well hope lifes treating you well, and if not kick it in the balls. or you could winge to me about it. I'll listen, I'm good at that...


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