Salutations, it's Twinkie.
Again.
Haha, no-ones been blogging lately, especially Danasaur. I'm 100% sure that she's only blogged twice. What a slacker. And you too Ota, you need to get blogging aswell.
Anywho, I've been feeling quite low lately which has inspired me to write more poetry.
She is hollow
A tap on her chest
Sends echoes bouncing
Around her cavernous ribcage
Dislodging her fragile heart
Hanging from a string of dried flesh
Causing her heart to shatter
Into pieces at her feet
She tries to mend her broken heart
But the shards slip though her fingers
It's a lost cause, she's decided
So she walks around
With an empty chest
Waiting for someone else
To fill her in
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