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we decorate our lives
with pearls or sequins,
life stitching on quills,
beads, even vaccines
experience makes yarn,
needles sew the thread,
then, behold, a sampler,
buried when we're dead
Athena's fingers flew, a
mistress of cross-stitch,
badges sewn each day
sparkling, or just a bitch
woven into a biography,
each bauble tells a tale,
but th...
Friday 2nd April 2021 10:48 am
Pulling The Snagged Thread.
Rip off the band-aid, get it over with
I never thought it would come to this
Clear mind, clear eyes
Walking straight, no more lies
Don't rely on me and I won't let you down
You can't count on me, I'll only let you down
Don't reach out for me, I'll only let you drown
These feelings are getting harder to fight myself
Pulling teeth to admit I need some help
It's cutting deep on the webbi...
Tuesday 27th November 2018 11:58 pm
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