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Holder to secrets of what many may feel.
The lines that form my curvatures make it hard for me to conceal.
Incomplete when I cant read your words,
Hopeless when they don’t make sense.
Empathy for the pain,
Apathy for bearer of the name
Holding together what should feel like shame.
A sense of bipolar how the news always seems to change.
I Hold the pieces of importance written between the lines of these letters put on pen to paper.
I see the sorrow, I feel the pain.
I hold everything together on the curves that form my spine to make everyone feel sane.
Manufactured for order, designed to contain the madness.
Trying to hold the order and not lose this solid grip.
Of the papers held together by this clip.
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Paperclip
Date: Tuesday, 1st July 2014 @ 11:28:54 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: desciple
Cold, heartless, made of steel…
Holder to secrets of what many may feel.
The lines that form my curvatures make it hard for me to conceal.
Incomplete when I cant read your words,
Hopeless when they don’t make sense.
Empathy for the pain,
Apathy for bearer of the name
Holding together what should feel like shame.
A sense of bipolar how the news always seems to change.
I Hold the pieces of importance written between the lines of these letters put on pen to paper.
I see the sorrow, I feel the pain.
I hold everything together on the curves that form my spine to make everyone feel sane.
Manufactured for order, designed to contain the madness.
Trying to hold the order and not lose this solid grip.
Of the papers held together by this clip.


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