Buried Statistics

by Baby Rainbow   Dec 29, 2014


Where can it go next
if you are already walking
on yesterday's broken eggshells?

It seems to be taking
a long time for him to change,
a long time for him to apologise.
Even if this one is from the heart,
one day it will be too late for sorry,
and you won't be able to run away
like you should have done on that first day.

So take your chance and run,
before tomorrow comes,
before your identity becomes
another statistic buried in the ground.

Saffie
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28/12/14

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