Tissue

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I promise to be a tissue for you. 

Absorb everything. 

 

Take my side when I'm right. 

Argue when I'm wrong. 

Slap me to your sense,

as I will slap you to mine. 

Find me when I'm lost, or when I want to be lost, 

join me. 

Laugh so hard with me that we can't help but cry. 

Sing so loud until our neighbors scream and we scream back. 

Together,

at our weakest moments,

test if we break each other. 

 

Let the tears remind us how town apart we can get. 

Be my tissue, and I'll be yours. 

Together,

we can wait until our cheeks are dry again. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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