Used and abused
even thrown when confused
the trash can takes it’s all
no prejudice no benefits
through the sun through the rain
the ugly and mundane
the trash can endures it all
always taking the fall
all the memories amassed
all it’s emotions overcast
the trash can in all its solitude
eternally emptied in the multitude
with all the trophies and groceries
the daisies and royalties
a place where all things end
and broken swords are sent
reused and misused
bruised and abused
the trash can takes it all
no prejudice no benefits
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Author:
notbasil (
Offline) - Published: April 7th, 2022 12:53
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Very unique concept indeed and beautiful melodic rhyme
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