The Right Glue

Old.Brittle.Yet,Young,Full of life without much direction.Crackles in every step,But,A drive rolling along as smooth as each drip from my olen wounds.Those tears falling from a broken heart I keep trying to mend,But,Just can't seem to find the right glue…

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