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Forces.

Forces pull from the center Of the Earth. You can feel it. Ripping you. Tugging you. It's insatiable, you say, And you don't think You can overcome it. "Oh, woe is me," You think to yourself In a hushed tone. Darkness consumes the light And you're tossed aside Scorned.Used. Weeping, you've recollected And back upon the chosen path. There's no higher power To give you what you long for. It was your freewill, That which all humanity shares, That led to this dark abyss. You've made your mind, It's time to reap what you have sown. Feel it pulling you from the center of the Earth.
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ashley-bertram
26 / F / American
Published
Apr 1, 2012
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