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Words.I'm not good at poetry but sometimes it's fun
to see the words dance and trip as they run
it's all a big visual inside my head
and there's no people, there's words instead
And it's so funny to watch them go by
"friend" on the ground and "bird" flying high
"ants" in a row and "bees" in the air
"flys" all around as they fly everywhere
But what words apear when I see myself?
What words appear when there's no one else...?
Odd, skinny, weird, plain, and creepy...
But sometimes... "Beautiful" is what I see.
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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