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I'd Rather Be Homeless
Contributed by
CARAAAAA
on
Sunday, 6th May 2012 @ 02:13:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The forrest as dark
as the farthest, most squaloured
reaches of the heart
contorts every second
to devour me
deeper and deeper
in its profane abyss.
My pathetic little wooden cart
hurtles intractably
through the living, breathing, humid
nightmare,
raven black and ravenous.
At every turn I take,
a new, unseen
and malicious beast
breathes infernos
and bellows cold tornados
onto me.
I can't see them,
but I sure can feel their intensity.
My face, its so wan
and weary with exhaustion
but I don't even dare
to shut my eyes,
pried wide open with
a wrench called terror.
As thorny branches
assault me at a forceful speed,
I wish to come to halt,
only to sink in silent sludge.
Oh how I wish
my decrepit insides would melt away!
And my fear encrusted veneer
would be completely washed away
before consuming me alive!
Oh how I wish
this sinking, scummy swampland
would be reclaimed by blinding light.
Copyright ©
CARAAAAA
... [
2012-05-06 02:13:43] (Date/Time posted on
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