Thursday, July 1, 2010

So Hollow Too Solid

The one in which I follow is nothing but a swallow gobbled up by others that are hollow. Solid ones are heavy so when they race the hollow ones always come in first place. Sitting behind I go blind with envy and wait for firsts become seconds and descend to thee. Not to say that the day will come I know that my future is nothing and thus I succumb, to the petty weight of another hollow one.

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