Sickness

by out of the shadows and into the light   Apr 21, 2007


The fever broke and flesh rotted again.
but on the other side of sickness was not were wellness stood.

the skeleton had its clothes,but it was no less naked then it'd always been.

some graves cant be dug deep enough.

swallow your tail and watch it wag inside your throat. As time manifests it's pale devices to quantify these equations engineered

there's nothing left to know except that it happened

that it never will again.

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  • 17 years ago

    by boo

    That was...
    fabulous.

  • 17 years ago

    by ourlilsecret

    I like this....

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