CurledA Poem by ashleydawnWoven strings of floor Unravel one, then another Soon, I'm covered in curls and I wonder what I've done
Like each thread of foundation I've plucked away friends With prideful arrogance I've lost all connection
Apparently you knew this and never let me know Just left me on the floor Curled to cry. © 2011 ashleydawn |
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Added on May 12, 2011 Last Updated on June 28, 2011 |