Accompanied by fear
I make my choice
Falling apart like a sand structure
I melt in the weather
Becoming one with the earth
I spread my seed
Taking in things
My body won’t need
I crawl all alone
I do not care
About the places I go
Or the sand that I wear
A contest entry
- rendezvous with a dead man and then some by vertigo beat.
1750 points, ended December 2, 2007, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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