March 16, 2011
By Mia_Stinetuck PLATINUM, Covina, California
Mia_Stinetuck PLATINUM, Covina, California
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Favorite Quote:
"I use to get high on life, til I found it was cut with morons"

Your past can’t be out run.
It’s not a coat,
Or some chip bag
To be donned at will or tossed once through

In this throwaway society
You’ll constantly struggle,
It’s simply expected.
Difficult, to stop being an ant, riling against the sun
Isn’t it?

Exsanguinated by memories,
I warned you.
And bury them at the crossroads

No heart to call home,
No hearth your own,
In the dark, they will find you

And claim you prisoner, once again.

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