THERE IS NO TITLE #24A Poem by flickering candle
all of the junk of my past
come spilling out of my cabinet and now my room doesn't look pretty anymore i don't look pretty anymore junk, worthless items. trash overflow the cabinet and i cringe at it's contents i never show people what's in my cabinet if anyone saw they'd know of the mess the mess in my cabinet the mess that is my heart the mess that i am © 2015 flickering candle |
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Added on June 8, 2015 Last Updated on June 8, 2015 Author
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