iSheep, they follow
the blind following the blind
for reasons unknown.
First snow fall of year
always feels magical, like
sweet serenity.
Smells like teen spirit
vampires in Wuthering Bites?
Trash literature.
Embarrassing, sure
but there's something so pleasing
in reading bad books.
Idiotic cat
jumps but misses (so graceful).
Tiny pricks of blood.
Sentimental heart
keeps beating, keeps beating on.
Everyone's at it.
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