Little girl kept her soul in a Tupperware,
The kind mom would get mad at you for losing,
but she shared a piece of it with everyone she knew
simply because that was what little girls did,
as if sharing crayons during show and tell.
Keeping what was left of it under the bed
till she met a little boy she though could share the rest.
He fed that soul for as long as he could,
but little boys quickly grow weary, I’m afraid they do.
Drowning in this permanent emptiness she finds herself
knocking on Death’s door as if a game of ding dong ditch.
What a shame she has to honour her childhood like this.


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