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The earth is spinning
But I am in my own world.
My world spins too, but…
It’s more of a spiraling.
Twisting.
Breaking.
Crumbling.
My world is falling apart.
I have some tape,
But it’s only a temporary fix.
I need someone to stitch my world together again,
To glue it back into one piece.
To hold it together,
Or to just hold me.
Because as each piece falls,
A part of me dies.
A lot of my world is falling
And I am dying.
Slowly spiraling.
Twisting.
Breaking.
Crumbling.
Until none of me is left.
So please, just try to hold me up
Because I’m not ready to fall.



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Ally25 said...
Jun. 24, 2010 at 5:26 pm:
I realy like this poem. IT says alot without spiting it in your face. good job :)
 
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