Author: dietredpop PM
I don't want to follow in his.Rated: Fiction T - English - Crime/Angst - Words: 63 - Published: 10-05-11 - id: 2958429
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I'll never know what drives me to it.
(Pick on somebody your own size!)
This playground is familiar
And my creeping feet are the same as his.
Why can't children be children?
The wall is far away, and I'm still sick,
Grasping what I can of a memory.
I'm going to fall into the same pit that he did.