pittering and pattering endlessly
the broken-record rain
to carpe diem
in my 22nd year
it is hard to breathe
in torturous sleet
in foggy, dismal humidity
like a gas mask
the stench of old age
illness, apathy
shoved out of pales
into larger ones
called heaven
or hell?
Mar 26, 2011
Mar 26, 2011 at 3:32 PM UTC
pittering and pattering endlessly
the broken-record rain
to carpe diem
in my 22nd year
it is hard to breathe
in torturous sleet
in foggy, dismal humidity
like a gas mask
the stench of old age
illness, apathy
shoved out of pales
into larger ones
called heaven
or hell?
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