I put you on a shelf,
With the rest of my unfinished stories.
Watch you collect the dust,
Pick you up when I’m feeling lonely.
For what its worth,
Im not much of a reader.
For what its worth,
I know that you aren’t either.
Maybe there was something I missed,
May have accidentally kissed.
Turn from a frog to a prince,
I dare you.
Bend back the spine,
Highlight the happy and smile.
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