it’s been years since something fit
i’ve got a closet full of hammydowns
and everything is falling off
i’m using both hands
struggling to hold onto it

i want to cry
i swear i could cry!
but it won’t do a thing
i’ll just whimper in despair
audible pangs
no tears

i’ve been wearing these hammydowns
hammydowns for years..

The End

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