The Darker Playground
...strictly fiction...
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
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White after endless white
And it goes for miles
Each step makes heavier feet
Each breath stabs harder than the last
What I want is the thing that kills
Rest is out of the question
Since dark presses the horizon again
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