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I am stitched together, Delicately, The yarns of long forgotten dreams Woven with unrequited love, I am loosely made, Perilously close to Unraveling, My rainbow stitches Change colors, As my mind wavers daily Between unabashed hope And doomed darkness, A gentle pull At a poor yarn Can undo them all, Until they are a rich, radiant Pile of memories upon the floor.
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
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I am stitched together, Delicately, The yarns of long forgotten dreams Woven with unrequited love, I am loosely made, Perilously close to Unraveling, My rainbow stitches Change colors, As my mind wavers daily Between unabashed hope And doomed darkness, A gentle pull At a poor yarn Can undo them all, Until they are a rich, radiant Pile of memories upon the floor.
leah-matilda
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
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