Broken Jade

wandering after them

like money on cement and gym unfrt

desks

the fly overhead

and the beauty that never rests

she cried she cried

she sobbed

to shed

tears at your mind

she opened to find

nothing but hopeless

anticipation

of the low standards you drew

in the sands this time

she will hold your hand

in hand and guide her self

through these forests

 

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