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My Decorators


Dear new friend,

No one will ever understand my decorators

They will not get how my decorators work

They are very deligent 

They stay on task

They never ask

My decorators are brilliant 

Who is this decorator I speak so high upon, you might ask

They are the only way I keep my lights on

At the same time as they flicker them 

on and off, on and off, on and off !

My decorators take every single flaw 

Takes it to the top and smears them all 

over my walls

Yes, my decorator is quite creative

They make me realize all my mistakes

My decorators always says "let me rewind this tape"

How much more can I take ?

My decorators can pin point every single thing

The good, the bad, and the ugly

My decorators do not exactly fix things 

My decorators are anxiety...

                                                                        Sincerely, 

                                                                             Dyziah Carey

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