Bring the hammer down
Watch your thumb
Holding the nail in place
Build a town
With a pen, a paper clip and a notebook
Girl it up with a bit of lace
The words you speak reek of rum
Did you take a look
At yourself in the mirror?
Do you see what you fear?
Do you have the things you need near?
Do you remember why you are here?
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2009
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