You were my glue stick
You kept me together
But eventually you wore out
Then I fell apart
All over again
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Ameliorate
PoetryCollection of thoughts, short stories, and poems. About the worst of life, or the best. Sometimes we want to fix this broken thing called life. But we should choose the easier route. Escape it. Just fly away.
Glue Stick
You were my glue stick
You kept me together
But eventually you wore out
Then I fell apart
All over again