Bag of bulbs

by Sableshade

When shame begins to gnaw,

These words become switches

Little sparks in the dark

A memento, all for you

 

A little something, not medicine

Not some bandage, a bag

The bulbs you hide aside,

Time to look; look again

 

You can destroy the motion

You can deflate it

You may strangle them down

You might bat it away

 

Don`t

 

You can save small things

You can use each piece

You can prove it rightly

You can still choose

 

Enviousness is not an eclipse

Support isn`t setup caps

Love bends like hate

Plans change, like folk

 

When you look in shame,

Look at the four walls

Peer your progress; believe it

Those expressions, light bulbs now

 

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