"MY LITTLE PIECE OF .COM"
Sunday, October 26, 2014
wedgin a separation
at the edge of pain, showin under the pressure buildin the pulse. The limit of the sponge over flows, as anger crawls with a force from the character that's been lost. A chain reaction triggered by a hole blown in the self made filter, ripped n on display. Tested emotion failin to comply with a level head, as the feelin into the depths is engraved. Face to face the battle of space turns immature, ragin in self destruction. Control taken by the provoke, fed n feedin in knowin the fight is an act of devotion. At war for the better cause, everything in between his wrong. Wedgin a separation in a drift, flowin with every blowin breeze blown by harsh breaths taken away where home jus doesn't seem to belong.
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