Amy’s Mind S-H-A-R-E

Stucked,

Suffocatedly crushed,

Grinded & pounded.

Bits & pieces,

Broken & torn apart,

Pieced together & tear again.

Split into two, three, four,or many,

Soaked wet & squished dry,

Pressed & pricked day by day.

Such is the the sad, painful story,

A plain, non-aggresive life of,

A paper.

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