Thursday, February 3, 2011

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Footsteps down halls on hardwood floors, echoing in my mind. There's no clear path anymore. Everything's a mess, a jumble of this and that. I fall, tumbling into my own existence, through words and time until I can't feel anymore.

1 comment:

Lilah said...

i really like this.
it creates beautiful imagery
i wont quote a favourite line because every time i've tried i've ended up with the whole thing.