an old man once told me it was a thin red line between love and hate...

Nov 17, 2003 13:10

so we forged the journey

packed lightly for memories sake

crossed the dotted red line

and saw down the hills and valleys

we lead down the windy path despite

the rocks and thorns that pierced our feet

we swam across crocodile infested waters

reached the entrance to mountain range

low on food and water

this was our only chance to freedom

climbing the rocks

our guides fell to their escape

soon after the rest of my party

was no longer able to move from starvation

forcing cannibalism upon myself

my only source of survival

and when i landed here

i noticed it was where i never wanted to be in the first place

i love you and no longer care how you feel about me...i love you, but i do hope you think it's kind of scary, cuz you know me....i'm done with this thing.

love me.
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