f r o z e n .

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i wish i had been aborted

sometimes you don't need more than one sentance to say it all.
sometimes, a feasable tease, an uneasable lease that does call,
to that soul-sucking emptyness, refusing to let you to stand tall.
and that hole-plucking truth, ducking to bucking, an inhaling pall.
in the flesh, you stall and crawl; cause you're lost down the hall.
the spate state to a slow flow of frozen blood is numb to the gall.
too vulnerable after the fall, you've become a weared-down wall.

;[signed]