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Mar 2015
You can think of people a vases
Each one is unique
Each holds something special inside...
Or maybe nothing at all

Some are in perfect condition
Some are lightly chipped
While others...
They are smashed on hard tile

Each one has seen the passing of different things
Each has a personality all it's own
But yet...
People tend to like them better when they are matching

The truth dear is
I need your help
In pasting my vase back together...
Just don't try to find or understand it's hidden contents






that will tear me apart
More old poetry. An English translation of a poem written in horrific french when I was in like 8th grade. The English version isn't that great either, lol.
Turtle O'Turtleman
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   Tyler Durden
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