Treasure Island

Andrew Lee


Screwed


Useless. Alone.
A hammer, in a world full of screws.
It seems the harder I try to fix things,
All the more broken they become.
Am I to blame?
Or will I find my nail?

Submitted: Sunday, March 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 25, 2013

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  • Sandy Player (3/25/2013 6:19:00 PM)

    Good luck in finding a nail, just make sure you spend long enough getting your aim right so you hit it right on the head. I like the idea you use of being a tool; it seems so fitting to me. (Report) Reply

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