I have a little problem
And dealing with it's tough.
I fill my lonely spaces
With pointless, useless stuff.
For failures, I have trinkets.
For lost loves, I have books.
Stuffed teddy bears for silence
Fill all the empty nooks.
My 'things' don't make me happier
Nor do they cause me gloom.
But I sure hope I find someone soon,
Cuz I'm running out of room.
© 2011
Kelly Irwin
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