Tear me apart
and make me again.
For I am not as I should be
and you know better.
I am like mud,
amorphous;
shape me
burn me
make me steady...
make me yours.
Short thought
-
This vase and I have so much in common.
We felt empty, stained, colorless and
perhaps even rotten somehow.
That was indeed the worst December
of my life;...
Hace 8 años.
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