A cardboard box melting in the pouring rain,
Filled with years of promise turned to pain,
And I close my eyes and say they are to blame.
Then I go home to the comfort of my eiderdown,
And sleep with cardboard visions dancing around,
While in the pouring rain my conscience drowns.
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Poem / Romance
Poem / Poetry
Short Story / Memoir
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