What happened to my forks?

What happened to my spoons?

Where are all my bowls?

Swallowed by her room?

Scattered onto window sills

Underneath a sock or two

I'm sure my daughter didn't mean to

Leave my dishes in her room

Old something green

Hardened brown mystery

I recall there was once a floor 

Here

Beneath this travesty

All is well I'm sure

I'm sure I'll b...

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Dear Sadness,

you,

without words,

without answers,

within me

for dear life.

To toil, 

to turn,

to twist 

my inner most being.

One day,

I will come to you

and force you

to give back all that you have taken!

I will make you drown in the tears you have caused.

I will make you forfeit reason to fight.

I will not answer you.

I will leave you.

I will...

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