imagine.
climbing up from a bottomless pit-
lake of Black Flames licking your toes.
i wanna get outta here. now.
hanging from a climbing stone, my only hope.
save me.
get me outta here. now
i rise my head.
admire the pure white above.
wanting me.
i want.
swollen fingers from falling
and climbing
again and again.
my motivation,
God
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
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