high maintenanceA Poem by Don't find me
recently, i've become
occasionally manic. i'm not always like this, i think. i don't want you to think you must maintain me tighten my screws and oil my hinges and worry every second about pissing me off. but we're so good because although your hands are blackening from work done, i never seem to fall from up where you have placed me. © 2011 Don't find me |
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