Go Shopping!

I wear a ragged tattered shame

Of a marriage gone a rye.

I guess its cause I believed in him

And he was the wrong guy.

Or the shadied frayed and

torn with dismay heart that need repair.

Cause he ripped into little pieces and

left it lying there.

I clothe myself in sad drab garments

Of despair and such self-pity!

It seams I need a whole new outfit!

To make me feel pretty.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sometimes you ware your sadness so apperent. We need to shead the rags of self-pity and go shopping!

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