I am the bubble
Clinging ever tightly
To extremity ergonomic
Cavity containers
My place in life
I know not
And yet I remain
Because...
An outside force
Will one day,
Set me loose
Or **** me
Dependent On
The poem it
Decides to write
Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 10:34 PM UTC
I am the bubble
Clinging ever tightly
To extremity ergonomic
Cavity containers
My place in life
I know not
And yet I remain
Because...
An outside force
Will one day,
Set me loose
Or **** me
Dependent On
The poem it
Decides to write
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