A dare at the depths

Publicado por Alexandra Buonarroti , jueves, 9 de mayo de 2013 19:01


    Wish my whisper was heard over the silently silence. Solitude is only solved by imagination now that there is no opportunity for me to find a fire-side to stay. Guess I heard a snake, but be silent, there is no one in the immensities of the wild woods. Could it be? I’m sure I heard a human sound. Humble home, there’s no way to go.
    They're here, hungry and harsh as a humble bee. I’m a host with no home, an alien prey. It seems the stars are sad now that there’s no turning back, when I say goodbye. If only I were human, my death would not be a dare for them at the depths.

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