A Chip On Your ShoulderA Poem by KayI unwrapped you in a mess of leaves, sticks and mud, aggression and neglect, and saw it all - the bow on your packaging untied, naked and scratched up. First, you faked the guise of a composed puzzle; one whole, but you're just one hole with shreds of personality completely incomplete, grated fragments of a normal mind, sipping on an alcoholic confidence. But I see you sprawled in a swamp of helplessness, and my helping complex wins - regardless of how many times you bite. © 2018 KayReviews
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