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running out of metaphors

only so many ways
to tell the same story
these lines hold together
a soul tearing at the seams

whispered fanciful words
drawn from a mind
with too much to feel
weave curses into flower crowns

wind together bandages
of pretentious metaphoric
use words you barely know the meaning of
so your verses make as much sense as your thoughts

alabaster walls inside of your mind
everything feels the same
anathema truth drips down the plaster
paint over it with excuses in sky shades of blue
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