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For when you're surrounded by future mistakes

By CorwynnaPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Photo by Sarah Kilian on Unsplash

I live in a box of springs

And they’re all wound up tight

When one of them tips

The others spring

And all of them join the fight

I live in a box of fuses

And when one of them alights

The others spark

And if one booms

The others bang it “right”

I live in a house of mirrors

And none of them work right

This sees me empty

This sees me old

This sees me flaky and light

I live in a box of springs

And they’re all wound up tight

When one of them tips

The others spring

And all of them join the fight

sad poetry

About the Creator

Corwynna

I'm a 30 year old writer and biologist with a million hobbies and enough passion for all of them!

Explore my music, stories, and homebrew on my site:

https://sites.google.com/view/corwynnascorner/home

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