precipicio_fiscal written by Pino-x

Our eyes are blinded

by the notes but our backs

are wet with our tears.

so many times we wonder how

we got there, the ladder seems

slippery but our shoes are magnet,

we are always at risk down the

mountain hoping we never fall.

We fear the next track more

than the starting point for

one blink cost you to it,

yet we lavish over our pain,

to lay over the deep holes

we’ve created along the path.



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