Tuesday, November 4, 2008


Thinking with my thick eyelashes strewn about...
et. my eyebrows depressed...
this doesn't feel good, i told myself
it's like having to drink a glass of fat..
you can't take it..
now you're choking..
et. when things can't get any worse..
.. it can't..
et. you realize.. you'd only be less weaker
hence, a lot stronger
than what you're coming off..
to someday be the strongest..

Copyright 2008
by: Emery, PTRP
February 15, 2008 10:31 p.m

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