The Second's Sadness Poem by audra king

The Second's Sadness



As unhealthy as it is,
I need a bigger bottle.

Mine is growing way to short
For all of these emotions.

However, I'm sure that
[For now, at least]
It will suffice.
I have gotten pretty good
At this sort of thing.

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