For the first time in Wordkashots' history, we do something similar. Your thoughts?
i keep you as a thorn
underneath the ball of my feet; there is just enough pain to keep me going and still not forget i have walked through the forest following a faint cry alone, in search of you. - Jason | I could have stopped At that last bend Turned my big toe up Pulled you out And laid you to rest On the grass. Instead I walk on And let every jab Remind me: Next time, I must put my foot down. -Nikita |