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Swallowing Nails
I remind myself
Of torture
To protect myself
From the pain of beds too soft.
....》》》
Tolerance, stolen
From the trashcans in hell,
Become the comforters
Of the lost and found,
...》》》
And weakness,
A friend of the
Comforted,
And the ungrateful.
.......》》》
Spinach can empty ???????
Spinach can empty ???????
©bishu
You get what you get sometimes,
You get what you get sometimes, Bishu, and from lemons, ingenuity, and a small bit of sugar and the "salt of life" both, lemonade is made.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "