Fruit Salad Monotony

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Fruit salad monotony
I am organized chaos
Sure I will go
Sure I will snap
A time bomb
Bursting with bipolar
Just a matter of time
Sand slipping through my fingers
No one will wait for me
In the cool spring air
Raindrops dancing on their skin
Sunlight shining through their hair
The bitter cold I emanate
Drives others away
A sea of hungry eyes
I feel alone at best
A warm body by my side
I feel cold and unapproachable
Breakable
A china doll in disguise.





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