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The Fish Bowl
Contributed by
Jyssvw22
on
Tuesday, 11th June 2013 @ 07:14:07 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Waking through doors into empty rooms with halls that lead to nowhere Peering across expansive oceans as the tides ascend and then crash at my feet Surrounded on all sides Pressured by the eventual divide The walls are closing in As the water fills the tank Gasping for air I have only myself to thank
Pointless is the effort exerted on someone who would only eventually come to see the truth That I am nothing more than the dirt beneath her shoes The lies will be revealed A facade will be unmasked Disgust will set in I will be left Less than half a man More than she ever asked
Worrying now about her response When the cards are in the table And there is not one more ounce Of honesty to give Of warning to heed Advice is fleeting In our time of need Maybe her attraction Her desire to feel me Will outweigh the instinct to flee Her craving my body Will send her down to her knees Please me I want to hear myself breathe
In these empty rooms with tightening walls the doors are now locked from the outside I am stuck Minutes left to inhale The water enters my lungs I cough I pray I close my eyes Drown away Dream of a better place The fires of Hell await
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2013-06-11 07:14:07] (Date/Time posted on
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