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Too Crowded

by Amber B

Sad
When the one thing
that made you happy
now is the object
of your demise

Nevous breakdown
they've all got them
why should you be any
different?

Intervention
too little much of a friend
too
too
too

Souls hurt
(soles, too)

Hello goodbye goodnight I love you

Flying by

Its 1:14 am...
do you know (or care)
where your sanity is?

03/25/2003

Posted on 03/25/2003
Copyright © 2025 Amber B

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by D. Xavier Bari on 03/25/03 at 06:19 AM

it depends. but then everything depends on something, right?

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 03/25/03 at 04:41 PM

Well, it all depends on the intensity of the associations. Understandable.

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