To putty and fill…
What will I do?
In my quest to make it new…
sneezing from toluene, as I do
I glue the parts,
my thumb makes marks,
the sadness grips my heart.
One piece when off into the rug…
Like a dog, I dug dug dug,
Super glued my elbow to the desk,
My days not exactly at it's best
The rhyming suck, it's 2 a.m.
And I'm still gluing, cursing "damn! Damn! damn"
this stupid rhyme won't even end...
Oh crap! I didn't mean to hit the "send"
~faintsplz (https://www.deviantart.com/faintsplz)