Monday 5 February 2018

Sticks of potatos fried 
and ketchup on the side;
Countries' capitals 
and countries' currencies;
A last haircut with scissors 
Hiding vile eternal secrets.

On the shoreline she stood, 
As the waves broke on her chest
She didn't have any time to rest 
But the shiny sea made her look

There was a missile alert in Hawaii 
That turned out to be fake
And here there was rain and cold 
And a life it did forsake

Do you feel a tad broken, 

Do you feel completely shattered? 

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