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Mar 11, 2009
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Undone
Undone
I’m not sure when I began to unravel
Perhaps it was a word, a look, an event
That snagged my psyche with its hook
By the time I noticed; couldn’t even
Pull the threads back together and tie a knot
Was down hill from there
That broken string began to unweave
My seams and left a big jagged hole
No needle could repair
I thought of patching it, once
Tried to even
But the edges were frayed
Pulling more and more of my fabric away
Guess I will just stay like this
Until, one day, I'll just be one large
Heap of broken filaments, disentangled
— Tonya, Mar 11, 2009
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Critiques
OpenCasket
17 years 2 months ago
Hmm
Tonya
17 years 2 months ago
well, no.. no specific
Race_9togo
17 years 2 months ago
This was good
Tonya
17 years 2 months ago
damn fatalism! lol…. I
Race_9togo
17 years 2 months ago
Mistakes
deelilah
17 years 2 months ago
Hi Tonya
Tonya
17 years 2 months ago
lol, thanks Deelilah. Very