i spent freshman year in bed
stayed up every night
with a crown of thorns on my head
burdens i balanced on my bony shoulders
eating away at the sempiternal hope
i had held for myself
every breath was marred
by a nail to the side
and i waited quietly
for my body to die
Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 1:15 PM UTC
i spent freshman year in bed
stayed up every night
with a crown of thorns on my head
burdens i balanced on my bony shoulders
eating away at the sempiternal hope
i had held for myself
every breath was marred
by a nail to the side
and i waited quietly
for my body to die
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