My love is like a concrete block
That will only drag you down.
My mind is like an anchor
Dragging me down to the depths of the sea.
My footsteps are heavy
With the burdens I carry.
My head hangs low
With past and current mistakes.
My body is a bush of thorns
You'll get pricked if you get too close.
My coat is made of dead memories and dreams
But it still keeps me warm.
My life is a piece of fragile glass
And it's starting to spider crack.
~a.k.
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Polaroid Poems
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