Shoulders to Cry On

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I’ve punched your shoulders, I’ve rubbed your shoulders, I’ve poked your shoulders, I’ve fallen asleep with my head on your shoulders. But now I cry, with no shoulders to lean on, because your shoulders are buried 6 feet below the ground. Your shoulders are rotting beneath the dirt and the trees and the sky because you didn’t like the world and you didn’t like me, and my shoulders where never there when you wanted to cry.





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purplechoc said...
Apr. 10, 2011 at 6:58 pm
shoulders are important
 
Caley This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 30, 2010 at 10:17 pm
This is really personal and powerful. It's a great way to express this situation, too.
 
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