The Fly
I crawl into spaces that no human would. I don't see traps, always find myself stuck. Please don't take advantage: My brain is too small. The blood spills over my face. I don't understand why can't I escape. I keep hitting my head.What levels of meaning if any do you get from this- be brace and honest! Written May 21st, 1999 © on Sep 02 2001 02:19 AM PST, Louise Bell 0 • 10
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"I crawl into spaces..."