
An odd poem about life that relates to the ridicule I suppose.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Drama/Adventure - Words: 62 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-14-12 - id: 3005203
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Feeling the world crush me
Rub me between it's fingers
As if testing something out
Or abrasing it to break
Maybe I'm on the final assembly line
Or maybe just along the way
To constantly test me
Leaving me to pay
How do they expect me
To survive all the tests
And when I leave here
Still look my best
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