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Life’s a missed stitch, a stain, a misprint A crumpled ball inside your head, Ironed out and wrinkled again; Tossed into the waste bin, I kissed the rim And slipped, now I’m holding onto the edge Like some failed gymnast- a trapeze artist Without a sense of balance. Stupid ***** You balled a fist attached to weak wrists, Went for an easy hit, swung and missed; Knocked yourself unconscious. -SLuR
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Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
Stupid *****
Life’s a missed stitch, a stain, a misprint A crumpled ball inside your head, Ironed out and wrinkled again; Tossed into the waste bin, I kissed the rim And slipped, now I’m holding onto the edge Like some failed gymnast- a trapeze artist Without a sense of balance. Stupid ***** You balled a fist attached to weak wrists, Went for an easy hit, swung and missed; Knocked yourself unconscious. -SLuR
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Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
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