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Rated: E · Poetry · Comedy · #2218147
A relatable poem, perhaps
I pour out my whole heart,
But it has nowhere to go.
Instead of going to you,
It spills out on the floor,
In a puddle,
Like the ice cube I couldn't even bother
To kick under the fridge,
Because I broke my hip
When I slipped
In the love I couldn't get rid of.
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