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The ***** Is Back

And to this day

I fit her like a pair of

Old sneakers

Favorite worn out jeans

 

I am a place

To rest her weary bones

 

She is silent

Violent

The way she stretches me out

Filling the places

I had long forgotten about

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Written by
littlefreebird
Published
Mar 19, 2018
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#bipolar#depression#mood#swings
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