Or an Arrow

Pictures on my wall,

I fear the day they fall,

to the same fate as my heart,

which seemingly will never again start,

Upon the wall so tall,

they will not bounce as a ball,

but shatter as a priceless piece of art,

directly to hell straight as a dart,

or an arrow.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I just coulnt fit in the word fart....

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Cari Albury's picture

Eek. I hope your outlook's somewhat changed. lol. I like it. You really ARE emo. ;)