Fix Poem by Cece Winters

Fix



Cello tape, super glue,
maybe even a screw or so.
I don't care what we do,
to fix this thing called
me and you.

Fix
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: desire,fixing,giving up,heartache,love,memories,poetic expression,sad,safe,scent
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