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a jar


this is a special jar

not the kind to be filled with food, spices, drinks or sparkles

its a jar that many of you all have used before

all emotional wrecks all tears

forced to pour all these dark emotions into that jar

stuck on that shelf  in that deep corner with no light 

i apologize if this has offend you all in any way 

i have thousands of jars also filled until the jars broke

each getting worse 

wanting to have a say but shot down as quick as it came in your head

letting it drag you down 

nothing much left to express or talk about

 

 

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yellow_asain_rabbit

love food and please support me would love the feedback

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