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Sometimes I wish these tears, Were held in my head that they were packaged and labeled Citing date, cause, and emotion. I'd scribble box upon box with something like: Date: December 25th 2005 Cause: First Christmas Without Dad Emotion: Misty Eyed Sadness. Or Date: June 8 2002 Cause: Recognition. Of a Job well done. Emotion: Humbled Elation Sure the boxes would stack up. Reaching heights unfathomable. And so I'd sort. Keeping each emotion in their own piles. Neatly selecting which ones to put in the front stacks And which ones to keep hidden from view, So as not to accidentally expose my problems, Or remind myself of things I wish to forget. Instead I'd neatly stack them out of sight. Perhaps the stacks will fall one day. Cluttering my head. It's possible Some may even be forced open. Forcing me to repack and Restack.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
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Sometimes I wish these tears, Were held in my head that they were packaged and labeled Citing date, cause, and emotion. I'd scribble box upon box with something like: Date: December 25th 2005 Cause: First Christmas Without Dad Emotion: Misty Eyed Sadness. Or Date: June 8 2002 Cause: Recognition. Of a Job well done. Emotion: Humbled Elation Sure the boxes would stack up. Reaching heights unfathomable. And so I'd sort. Keeping each emotion in their own piles. Neatly selecting which ones to put in the front stacks And which ones to keep hidden from view, So as not to accidentally expose my problems, Or remind myself of things I wish to forget. Instead I'd neatly stack them out of sight. Perhaps the stacks will fall one day. Cluttering my head. It's possible Some may even be forced open. Forcing me to repack and Restack.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
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