Hear it in your parents' words;
in their sugar-coated testimony of disappointment
and let it
writhe around your neck,
until the ground neath you
slips.
(For your own sake,
don't struggle.)
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 12:48 PM UTC
Hear it in your parents' words;
in their sugar-coated testimony of disappointment
and let it
writhe around your neck,
until the ground neath you
slips.
(For your own sake,
don't struggle.)
The first realization of my seventeenth year of life.
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