Treasure Island

Mia Persson


October


I was bored, and she was boring too
Dysthymia wouldn't leave me
I had to eat something, anything happier
Than her sobbing on my shoulder

The twins would arrive
Rip everything down with them
And I would be alone again,
Alone, with nothing but a trembling eye.

Submitted: Thursday, October 18, 2012
Edited: Friday, October 19, 2012
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