Tag: Feet
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Storied Life
Storied time.In a storied life. About the horrid-fied.life o lies. A battle in time.A stammer dime.The hammered lies.Brain-afied. It’s those subtle lies. In which rattles high. And through time. Ranges high.Baffle time. Becoming storied time.In a storied life.- Ruptes
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Walk of Shame
Perilous the walk of the feet With no eyes and ears Where can it go and how can it hear?Terrible that it dependsSaddening that it depends For if it had eyes and ears Would it like the path you’re taking?The pain it’s sustaining? It would’ve fought to break away. From the sadist that controls it. […]