Ew, Metaphors

You’re the toothbrush in my throat when I’m not sad
You’re the flashlight that I can’t remember why I brought along
You’re the fork in the road I come across every five miles
You’re the worst detective in the entire world
You’re the cold shoulder that welcomes me every so often
You’re the tallest tree amongst a forest of so many saplings
You’re the mistakes I’ll never learn from

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