Grated down
down
to a thin
tiny
sliver
(guess what) i stand
tall
still.
For if i'd fall (honey)
i'd fall
far
far too HEAVY
for every
single
solitary
oneofyou
to catch
so squeeze the life outofme
ill gather my baggage round
smiling
Stuff it up
in
cheap plastic bags
I
will keep it now
-DontYouWorry-
Warm,
safe,
Inside a sticky
place
A bag cuddling each kidney of mine
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