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A bucket full of swear words
A bucket full of swear words,
I carried with me that day.
My worries grew wary
I Still regret that day
but I don't feel guilt.
My bottens were removed
The clothing became somewhat undone
but she took the cake.
she Pulled out my records
She pulled out my receipts
Things I could never tell a stranger
but That memory runs blick
Non the less.
The bag was unpacked
The words were relised
I was called "insensitive" , I was called rude
I didn't care, The bag was now empty
The buttons were back on
one Of the last times
I was known as frail and weak
my name was on peoples minds
Never one they would Speak
© Staircase
I carried with me that day.
My worries grew wary
I Still regret that day
but I don't feel guilt.
My bottens were removed
The clothing became somewhat undone
but she took the cake.
she Pulled out my records
She pulled out my receipts
Things I could never tell a stranger
but That memory runs blick
Non the less.
The bag was unpacked
The words were relised
I was called "insensitive" , I was called rude
I didn't care, The bag was now empty
The buttons were back on
one Of the last times
I was known as frail and weak
my name was on peoples minds
Never one they would Speak
© Staircase
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