
". . . yet I always come up short; desperate-Was having an angsty moment and it didn't make sense until recent situations. . R&R please!
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 81 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-21-05 - id: 1840668
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"I find myself at the bottom of this empty bottle
Surrounded by hazy glass and paper hearts
Reaching for that invisible rope
Again
And again
And again
But it never shows itself
Just snickers at my slow demise
Watches as I fall further into the pit of destruction
Scrambling for anything even some-what tangible
Yet I always come up short; desperate
And continue to crave what I'm missing in myself:
You." S.N.S. 2/2/2005 5:00pm
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