Thursday, June 16, 2016

Disintegration

Scared to speak, listen.
Scared to walk, run.
Scared to love, fuck.


It all comes undone one fine day.
You're on the ground.
You no longer have the strength to fight.


Hang up those boots, call it a night.
Exit gracefully, stage left.
What was once sacred has now been scarred. 

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