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Nov 2019
Sand
My life's made of glass: particles of sand
That can't be sorted by my clumsy hands
So I sit and watch it shatter
In the end, it just doesn't matter.
Ridiculously bad poetry.
#sad #life #depressed #anxious #scared #broken
Written by
Marya123  26/F
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   b, shamamama and Sue Collins
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