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My eyes are sunken,
My skin is egg white.
My face lifts towards the sky,
And my arms stretch towards flight.
I can feel my throat vibrating,
My voice is deflating.
A crowd of people gather around,
Watch my mouth move as I don't make a sound.
I'm an outline in a sea of solid shadows,
A difference in a crowd, hanging by the gallows.
I feel aloft against these covetous eyes,
Their teeth sharp and grinning, mouth full of flies.
And I'm slowly asphyxiating.
And I'm slowly preparing to die.
And I ask myself, could I ever fly?
- Title: Could I Ever Fly?
- Artist: shokupaan
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Description:
Uhm, this is a poem I wrote about a year ago on tumblr--just a quicky when I was feeling particularly poetic. I submitted it on deviantart already, but I've always wanted to share something with the arena. > n > So. Hereyougo.
DO NOT STEAL. Orcommentmeanly. And stuff. Because that's not nice. 3:
<3 - Date: 02/25/2011
- Tags: could ever breadsexual
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Sincerely Metalhead - 03/02/2011
- Hmmm...I think you could have easily added more, but I give it a 3 anyway.
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