Fists growing cold
with larger inhibitions
Fantastic Four, Five, Six.
Count your enemies
label them one by one
You did nothing wrong.
Don't ever change your mind.
Stand strong in your beliefs.
Touch me not, feel me not
Stand in a corner
weak and tired
my muscles collapse
yours fade into oblivion
we are done
no more can we endure
It is done.
I don't remember what this is about but it must have sucked. I have a really bad memory which is part of the reason why I write, so I can look back and remember. This doesn't work as well when your writing is so obscure you don't know what it is in reference to. Whatever the reference or story behind this, I can relate to it right now.
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