Halo N. Wings
Shrinking - Poem by Halo N. Wings
do you know how it feels to be shrinking?
getting smaller and smaller,
falling into nothing,
no one noticing,
no one caring,
and your invisible self.
shrinking may seem ideal,
but if you've shrunk like i have,
you'd know there is no relief,
no time for yourself,
to think or pull yourself together,
and alot of cramped muscles.
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