Served purpose, now kicked away.
Maybe lost, surely forgotten.
I catch my breath in thought,
thinking about your story.
How long will you lay there?
Facing the sun,
full of hope that someone comes searching.
’til then…you’ll wait.
Served purpose, now kicked away.
Maybe lost, surely forgotten.
I catch my breath in thought,
thinking about your story.
How long will you lay there?
Facing the sun,
full of hope that someone comes searching.
’til then…you’ll wait.
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Thanks my friend!
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Most welcome Ash!
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It truly spoke to me. Well penned. We take so many things for granted. Use it when we need it and then forget about it (or them when talking about people).
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Thanks, you’re absolutely right. Appreciate the read
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