Getting It Together Poem by Ava Xyz

Getting It Together

Rating: 4.0


Love me misreble,
that's the way that you do.
Call me a disaster,
I belive that it's true.
I'm unhinged.

Wear me like your favorite pants,
untill I fade.
Then cut me up for pillow scraps,
if I can't be remade.
I've come unsewn.

Tie me down to this love,
I'm just about stuck.
Paste me together,
I'm not stuck strong enough.
Love's been undone.

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