Duct TapeA Poem by GlamGirlWhen life is falling apart, duct tape is the answerMy world is falling apart. The cracks are growing. My life needs duct tape. Not the kind of duct tape in my room, though. Dull, peeling strips hold my artwork to the walls. Sketches of nature, pictures of those I love. Clutching the sticky strands, holding on for dear life. My life. I need duct tape to hold the people in my life close. I need duct tape to fix my broken heart. It is ripped to shreds. I need duct tape to heal the cuts and bruises this world brings. Duct tape, closing the cracks. Duct tape, keeping my life together. © 2011 GlamGirlAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on August 20, 2011 Last Updated on August 20, 2011 AuthorGlamGirlVTAbout17, competitive dancer, musician, runner, general dork. I used to post a lot a few years ago, and I've found some interest again through a poetry class I am taking at school. Looking forward to pos.. more..Writing
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