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I stumble Tripping over knotted roots Slashing my shins across thorns Panting from sheer exhaustion Tasting the salty burn of sweat on my lips Collapsing under the pressure Crushing dead leaves underfoot… …and all sense of hope. How did I get here? And more importantly, how do I get out? Only you can save me from the this wilderness This desolate abyss Reach out Please You owe it to me For I got lost here searching for you.
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 1:52 AM UTC
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I stumble Tripping over knotted roots Slashing my shins across thorns Panting from sheer exhaustion Tasting the salty burn of sweat on my lips Collapsing under the pressure Crushing dead leaves underfoot… …and all sense of hope. How did I get here? And more importantly, how do I get out? Only you can save me from the this wilderness This desolate abyss Reach out Please You owe it to me For I got lost here searching for you.
alyssa-yu
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 1:52 AM UTC
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