Sunday, March 23, 2014

To Live is to Die is to Live

Banging from
Underneath
Firmly planted
On your feet
Cannot see
The end
Beginning
To send
Want for
A need
Pulled up
Like
A weed
Can't
Switch
Off
The path
Is
Lost
If I die
Forgotten
Then
Back to
Hole
Again
My friend

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