009
by firemoth_007
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Why can’t we just roll on the floor
like marbles, like peanuts, like grains of salt
and strike one another till one hits the goal
till none of us are bleeding
till all of us are whole
then maybe we should start bouncing
instead of just rolling
instead of just laying
there
whining and complaining
that nothing
ever happens aside from us
rolling
and when the floor tilts an angle
we all come tumbling
down to the t
f
e
l
down to the r
i
g
h
t
but since we are but marbles
there is no left or right.
I can't even begin to explain what this is about.
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Pompeii on says:
I love these, I really do. ^-^
solitude on says about chapter 12:
hey~ what's the inspiration for 12, 13, and 14 ^^" hehehe
solitude on says about chapter 8:
damn number 8 hahaha ♥♥♥
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