Box by Alexis

Jun 2015

Box

I pretend to move on.
I pretend,
That it's easy to start over,
Again.

I put my stuff in boxes.
And it's,
Onto the next big thing.

I am sick of cardboard.
I am sick,
Sick,
Of carboard.

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Alexis 30/F/Michigan

(30/F/Michigan)

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