I play doctor, fixed face
Mending hearts;
I'm SAFE.
Yet all I really want to do is run with scissors.
You never did like children's games
Grew up.
SHAME,
But here I am once more, head in the dressing up box.
We never home-bake anymore,
It's messy.
A CHORE.
I used to enjoy letting hundreds and thousands melt on my tongue.
Now all we seem to do is antique shop.
Practical things.
A MOP.
The skeleton I bought ended up in the closet.
Actually, I bought a new carpet today,
Laid it down,
PLAYED.
The old one was dusty, not hard to beat.















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