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Me

I am on my hands and knees  
Crawling through the soft earth  
Feeling life beneath me  
 
I am on my hands and knees  
Crawling on the concrete  
Manmade on purpose to control me  
 
I am on my hands and knees  
Crawling through the shards of glass  
Being torn through without a care for me  
 
I am on my hands and knees  
Crawling, crawling through the sand  
Too soft to stand, why don't you save me?  
 
 No more crawling, this was it.  
I sunk down in the sand, the pit  
Suffocating on my last respite  
This is me, the end of me.  
I never asked for it.
Written by fianaturie8 (Fia Naturie)
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Musing

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