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Best birthday or worst day?
Category: Writing and Poetry
When the clock strikes 12, I still feel the same Cinderella doesn’t run, the shoe isn’t lost. I feel tossed away It’s kinda funny how a day about you turns into a day about them Changing tides, lunar fades Ebbing and flowing, my tears still feel like spiders crawling They itch and make me wanna bawl I am an unmoving rock while the water comes and washes over me to retreat once more How do you tell... » Continue Reading