joy
flies from my outstretched hand
and onto the previously pristine canvas.
anger pours from my mind
as I smash my hammer in my old soda bottle
making a satisfying crunch against the hard pavement.
love tingles on the edges of my smile
telling a story only I know.
sorrow drips from my eyes
soaking the thin pillowcase beneath my head
and streaking my face with wet lines of regret.
flies from my outstretched hand
and onto the previously pristine canvas.
anger pours from my mind
as I smash my hammer in my old soda bottle
making a satisfying crunch against the hard pavement.
love tingles on the edges of my smile
telling a story only I know.
sorrow drips from my eyes
soaking the thin pillowcase beneath my head
and streaking my face with wet lines of regret.
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