By slipperyminded
I was a magazine with a missing front page
Was in my youth but started to die of old age
I was a fractured bone that needed a bandage
Injured beyond healing
Looking unappealing
Tangled like wires on a light pole
You watered me hoping I would grow
But I was a clown colored in black and white
A lost soul .
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