he said he would fix everything
broken inside of me, but after
he did all his 'repairing'
I still felt like a bunch of mirror fragments
: 'handy' man
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w i t h e r e d • my poems
Poetrylike a flower devoid of water I withered until I was nothing I just didn't notice that the thieves were those I thought I should be trusting. saltwater travels up my stem drawing the life out of me as my petals fall off and all my dreams are snatche...
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he said he would fix everything
broken inside of me, but after
he did all his 'repairing'
I still felt like a bunch of mirror fragments
: 'handy' man
