poet?

Dec 07, 2004 23:35

Wondering for the sake of your arrival,
Just as fast as your a friend,
You could become my rival,
I can't quite grasp the cold air in my lungs,
I can't make my way through the door,
My feet seem to slip off of the rungs,
I thusly continue to slip,
At first, my thoughts wonder,
Just then I start to realize my trip,
Watch out for me know,
I'm full of knowledge and poison,
But i enjoy the way they feel inside of me,
Ripping out the seams that hold us all together.
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