Poems from ButtonGirl
Wrinkled and stained,
Torn and tatter.
A page’s value is not in appearance,
But in bright, eye-catching content
The sad sorrows of Emily,...
You may be chipped, broken
Thrown in a long forgotten drawer
Tossed into the flowing tears of a forest
Where no one can tell the unique...
Living among insects
Slithering through the soil
Like worms
Sometimes found in tunnels.
Dead.
You should leave.
Someday, even you will...
Read to hell.
What a strange school of thought…
A sort of road as well.
Double cheeseburger and a beer, both bought
Because of an ad in a...
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I am afraid of everything
And nothing
All at the same time;
I'm afraid of being alone
And I'm afraid of being together
And I'm afraid of...