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tape and string
he held himself together
with tape and string.
he tried to take away the pain
with things that did sting.
but his shell was far too broken
and his thoughts spilled out
and the marks in his skin
became too many to count.
his mind had grown too dark
not a single trace of light
and the things that he thought
he could no longer push out of sight.
he was falling too hard
and far too fast
and when he hit the ground the flag in his mind
was drawn to half mast.
with tape and string.
he tried to take away the pain
with things that did sting.
but his shell was far too broken
and his thoughts spilled out
and the marks in his skin
became too many to count.
his mind had grown too dark
not a single trace of light
and the things that he thought
he could no longer push out of sight.
he was falling too hard
and far too fast
and when he hit the ground the flag in his mind
was drawn to half mast.
Published 9th Apr 2017
| Edited 4th Aug 2017
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9th Apr 2017 11:46am
I felt this, I've never felt so related to a poem. I thank you for sharing it, to the RL it goes.
~anonshadow😏
~anonshadow😏
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15th May 2017 11:55am
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