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Ten plus ten will give me twenty
Posts that only I will ever see
And every day I do see plenty
Ways to change them; set them free
But they’re never good enough
No, not even when I change them
Their contents so unbearably rough
They somehow turned out rather shameful
And it’s a pity and a shame, I know
Because I love them all the same
Even though they have no flow
Even though the words are stale
Glue won’t fix them, nothing will
Oh I’ve tried so many times
So I keep them shielded from the thrill
Of sharing them with strangers’ eyes

Read this poem on Tumblr. Twenty Drafts