#5 of poetry collection
Poem no. 5
We weren't made of pretty ribbons
We weren't a happy thing
We were a tied up mess
A relationship made of string
Loose buttons and badly sewn
Barley hanging by a thread
Though little had I known
Our relationship was already dea
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