Serena Blackinton


Quicksand

I'm walking along fairly oblivious to the frivolities of life all around me
But suddenly I've found myself thigh-deep in a patch of quicksand
And to struggle means the end of all that I could ever be
So I lie in wait until I can determine a way to escape this catastrophe

I was sitting here contemplating my fate
Wondering if, indeed, it were too late
When there you appeared with your arm extended
Eager to assist me out of this cataclysmic state

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