With sticky-tape
I wind
Around your broken limbs
So loyal
For so long
You held my shirts and socks
Throughout the day
And long through the night
You stood tall until
Crack!
Down come the jeans
The towels-
All my clean underwear!
With sticky-tape
I wind
Around your broken limbs
So loyal
For so long
You held my shirts and socks
Throughout the day
And long through the night
You stood tall until
Crack!
Down come the jeans
The towels-
All my clean underwear!
Writing(s) by Anna 
Really impressed by the imagery here. The title did give it away though 🙂 I would have preferred to be surprised by the ending all on its own. Love the wrapped around picture!
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked it! Looking back at it I see what you mean, I’ll keep it in mind for next time, thanks! 🙂
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That sticky tape can really do wonders! ♥
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