Cracked shellA Poem by audrie
The shell is solid
keeping the s**t contained The mind is aware of the circumstances but feels powerless because it doesn't know how to turn the s**t into manure and plant the seeds of blissfulness The soul is stuck and cannot make a decision because it is in a coma the shell is becoming weak and beginning to crack and all of the s**t came spilling out
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