Shiny Life Syndrome in Spontaneous Combustion

Ooh, shiny!
Touch it
Hold it
Heart eyes
Come home with me.

Still shiny
There’s a special place for you
Put you on display
Where I can look at you
Over and over.

I’m tired
You’re still where I left you
I know you’re there
But I hardly notice these days
Sleep is calling

Now the shine is dull
And in seeps the regret
Of fiscal haphazard
As I stare at you in the corner
With an anxious heart…

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Last updated July 09, 2018