Stapled

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    Stapled

    So much fell apart.
    I swept up the pieces.
    Ironed it all,
    Flattened the creases.
    The glue wouldn’t hold,
    And the tape it was cheap.
    So I stapled it together,
    The life belonging to me.
    Hoping it would hold,
    Still trying not to bend.
    Slipping through the cracks,
    Holding onto my friends.
    Can’t by a new life,
    I must improvise.
    Stapled me up,
    Fixed all the lies.
    Hoping it’s strong,
    That it will forever hold.
    What lies in this chest,
    A broken heart made of gold.
    The glue wouldn’t hold,
    And the tape it was cheap.
    So I stapled together,
    The life belonging to me.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    jillzabitch’s Poems (9)

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