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i-like-soap-waffles's Poetry
26 May 07 3:48 pm
clocks

I take it all to heart
I am everyone who’s ever touched me
Every whisper, every insult, every look
Every song that ever broke my heart
It sticks
And I can let nothing go
It’s all trapped in here with me
And I’m drowning in it
I can’t even tell which bit is me anymore
Or if I’m even here
All the selves
Lined up inside
Like a Russian doll
One for every occasion
So you cant get too close, you cant know me
Because there is no me to know
Just broken bits that don’t fit
A clock you’ve taken apart and cant put back together
Maybe that’s why I’m always late?