You tread around me
like a crack in the sidewalk,
counting my vertebrae for fractures
after each time you toe the line.
I've learned to keep
an epi-pen on hand in case
you slip up and feed me the truth.
You can never be too careful.
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 8:18 PM UTC
You tread around me
like a crack in the sidewalk,
counting my vertebrae for fractures
after each time you toe the line.
I've learned to keep
an epi-pen on hand in case
you slip up and feed me the truth.
You can never be too careful.
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