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"She said her glass was empty
And he said his was half full
You exclaimed 'mine's overflowing'
Gave my sleeve an urgent pull
'The glass, I fear will break,
And the weight will make me fall'
So I said I'd help you out,
Although I had no glass at all.
So I stuffed up all my pockets
With your problems and your stress
And then sewed all of your tears
Into the seamings of my dress
And I carried them to my place,
Dropped them all right on the floor,
With the glass of broken bottles
I had filled up once before
With my bearings and my burdens
That had broken them to bits
And I had moved them to my wardrobe
Where my dress no longer fits
For it's filled up with the feelings
That I've tried so hard to hide
In every purse and every pocket
Till the weight had multiplied
And I lay down on the pieces
That now peirced right through my skin
Made their way into my heart,
Releasing everything within
Till' one night you left a voice mail
'Thanks for healing all my pain
But I've kicked you from the group chat,
For we fear you've gone insane'."
-Arabella Katt (xCaptainCl3mentinex)
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Wilted Roses | Original Poetry
PoetryA Poem book following dark themed word prompts. See my profile for different themed poems! Also, the word prompts are dark themed, but the poems themselves aren't necessarily dark. Some are actually quite the opposite, you might be surprised, consid...
