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Let's take a second Recalibrate this conversation You do know, right That I am the hinge on this life I don't want praise Or a pat on the back But even hinges need WD-40 From time to time. **** it, I need to be greased constantly I'm needy in that way (Therapy helps) But look into my day-to-day: On my left is the Wall, My root and my reason My family (my girls). The Wall is permanent, important (Those words don't do it justice) On me it relies on necessities of life. For that Wall, I hold the Door. The Door on the right, Replaceable, not solid, It's a means (to an end) That Door is temporary, minute (Compared to the house) And on me it rests, day in and day out. On ME it rests I  am the only hinge The other? We won't talk about him But hinges only have two hands, you see One on the wall, one on the door I have no hands that are free Hinges are fierce little ******* That are good at their jobs But they age all the same So **** off.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 5:47 PM UTC
It's all hinging on me
Let's take a second Recalibrate this conversation You do know, right That I am the hinge on this life I don't want praise Or a pat on the back But even hinges need WD-40 From time to time. **** it, I need to be greased constantly I'm needy in that way (Therapy helps) But look into my day-to-day: On my left is the Wall, My root and my reason My family (my girls). The Wall is permanent, important (Those words don't do it justice) On me it relies on necessities of life. For that Wall, I hold the Door. The Door on the right, Replaceable, not solid, It's a means (to an end) That Door is temporary, minute (Compared to the house) And on me it rests, day in and day out. On ME it rests I  am the only hinge The other? We won't talk about him But hinges only have two hands, you see One on the wall, one on the door I have no hands that are free Hinges are fierce little ******* That are good at their jobs But they age all the same So **** off.
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30/F/Tennessee
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 5:47 PM UTC
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