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30 years in a Hole I'm shuffling my feet
through these desert sands
of "I don't give a fuck"
and there's no oasis in sight.
No succor can I find.
My feeble prayers
for a simple mirage
go unanswered; as
I wander aimlessly
lost within this wasteland,
knowing that salvation
is so close at hand,
the key within my grasp;
yet my hand is numb.
:) these desert sands of "I
:) these desert sands of "I don't give a fuck", looks like our plane crashed in the same waste land my love...I found an oaisis...course it could be a mirage....either way there is space for you there if you want :)
:) loved the ending :)
Much Love
Ashley
I'm shuffling my
I'm shuffling my feet
through these desert sands
of "I don't give a fuck"
I used to just pass through and wave on the way to Bum fucked Egept
but lately it seem's as if I've taken up a permanent address here
whether I want to or not
I can't find My way do to My moral compass being fucked up
I'm not sure this is a good thing or not
but I can definitely relate Beavis
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Desert Sand As A Syndrome
It is a malady that causes us to wander and become swallowed whole by
systemic wildernesses that have no exit - from my oasisless expanse I welcome
this write ~Stella~