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T.O.D (Tatty Old Dress)
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poems We sit here deciding
On whom the blame lays
For the cracks in us
..The fabric has frayed
We were once so together
There for eachother, no delay
Towards the end this changed
..The stitching came away
Tried to stop the arguments
But the 'sorrys' were worn
Didn't believe in eachother
..Patches crumpled and torn
The cute vase you gave to me
Is covered in little chips
From when you knock it in rage
..The hem is all ripped
So like my tatty old dress
This relationship meets it's end
