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May 2019
I have always been the glue that
Kept everything together.
The net could caught ones who fell.
The shoulder that anyone could lean on.

Maybe I don't want to be the glue
That holds everything together.
Maybe I am tired of be the net that caughts people when they fall.
Maybe find another shoulder to lean on.

Because when I needed someone to
Be my glue no one wanted to do it.
When I needed a net to catch me
They let me fall.
When I needed a shoulder to lean
On, there was no shoulder for me
To lean on.

Don't come looking for me because
I won't be there.
Don't text me because I won't text back.
Don't call me because I won't
Answer.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
(F)   
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