Poems from enemyfox
caught me eyeing down the ropes
thinking "no hope, no hope"
climbing up a wooden chair
thinking "what's here, what's here"
but a new...
caught me eyeing down the ropes
thinking "no hope, no hope"
climbing up a wooden chair
thinking "what's here, what's here"
but a new...
you know that type of scared you get
when you could walk through your basement at a steady pace
but when you turn the lights off you run up...