Break and Bend

I'm the lone red tattered door in the opulent neighborhood.
I'm the sweater you tore and said you'd fix, but it doesn't look good anymore. Break and bend.
I'll start again.
But little friend,
Please don't ever touch me again.

I'm the swift cat chasing the bird,
Determined with a flittering heartbeat
It flies in a circle and curves away.
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Alaina.J_27

VT

YWP Alumni

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