I don't think u can fix it
I'm ripped apart by the stains I spilled
I tried to clean it up
shoved and smeared
into a mess of something I wished we could've had
I want brand new
not left outside
to sink into the clump of regret
not left outside, letting the whole world know it's damaged
that we let it fall apart
Im sitting here waiting for someone to fix it
an object left to wait on the side of the world
a piece of myself exposed to everyone
Can u even attempt to see who I was before all I became?
What if you can't fix me?
Where will I end up if I let them take me away
If I continue to let them use me like they can't tell im not the same
until I no longer serve my purpose and am replaced
I don't think u can fix me
throw me back on my side of this place we used to love
and continue to pretend im fine
An approaching cow with a hump?
Definitely, I shall do a jump!
Together with Safety clump …
But I shan’t into another bump
Nor bash head against a pump
Nor what would me in clinic dump
Nor find me nursing a stump
And off showing a swollen lump …
With a crash into A hump
The least for one instant slump:
Be you Ted, Tony or Trump …
Gored straight by A Hump
You’re worse than a kicked rump.
a clump of grass tufts
sprouting one yellow daisy-
a herald of spring
Into each other they bump
And their grievances dump
The Marked and The With-A-Stump
Sticking together: a clump?
Really, something of magic
Able to challenge logic,
Their wine-filled mouth, mumps
While the marked money pumps…
A resurrection of kicks of their rumps
And mimicry of cows with humps!
One heaven of a reconciliation,
No third-party mediation.
Am Sure That You Will Know TG
Would have to say that it was a clump
Of waste material you find in a dump
Ecologically unsafe as well as unsound
While weirdest character ever found.
On him pity have often tried to take
But in he continually tried to break
With a voice which was so resonating
Trump's pleasure had been procrastinating.
I would rather be safe, sane and secure
Then Trump in White House have to endure
In my mind would make a major intrusion
Which was result of all of his confusion.
Jim Horn
clump of golden rods
at edge of manicured yard...
capricious weed seed
capricious=erratic
weed seed float on air currents
are carried by birds, etc.
erratic travel and where they
fall erratic
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