Oct 2012
Thought patterns slip
I thought we were something that fit
I knew I would again miss
As I slip
Down this
Seemingly
Black
And
Bottomless
Pit
Is there I ground below that I'll ever manage to hit?
I thought we were something that fit
I knew I would again miss
As I slip
Down this
Seemingly
Black
And
Bottomless
Pit
Is there I ground below that I'll ever manage to hit?
