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Me. poems, feels, Kinda personal, to be honest. But that's okay. This is Volume I. Volume II is called Poetry At its Worst

The Sewing Kit

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by SupernaturallySammy

by SupernaturallySammy

Hoping and wanting to mend it

No way to say I want to help

A barrier, I cannot yelp

To stop and stitch, no thread to get

The farther it gets, the more it will rip

Harder to fix this with each strip

Savable, but can't climb this pit

How much I need to sew this more

Keep it together and explore

Somehow I can manage this hit

Who knows how many times I've writ

These words out to kind of admit,

Can't stop 'til it's shredded to bits

Which won't happen, I can't permit.

I won't leave 'til the end of it.

I will stay forever and

Wait for the sewing kit.