Mon, 11/04/2013 - 19:49 -- 14hoska

Gravity is irresistible.

I want to stay away,

But this concept is not unmistakable.

It must sustain on the bay.


I feel defenseless

In my naked soul.

As I am relentless

To my despicable toll.


It is hard to falsify

My withering age.

Which does signify

One stuck in a cage.


Humans are destined to a doom.

For what brings longing.

But ends with gloom,

And self-indulging.


Everyone wants immunity,

Yet no one wants to be damaged.

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