Without a word
she drew her sword
and in the swiftest of movements,
chopped off his limbs.
His arms didn't care,
his legs didn't care.
But his heart kept beating
till it realized it's futility.
If only there was a vine with leaves as footholds to climb up to the very sun and dim it's light a little bit, would things in our universe be any different?
Tuesday, February 27, 2018
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