I received a gift
It was not wrapped
It was not something that I could lift
It came to me cracked
This was not an average gift
This gift was trapped
It is not something that can be picked
But something that grows, in fact
In fact, it's not a gift
But, a contract
A contract with shifts
This gift is beyond that
Beyond a conflict
Or a combat
This gift is
A bond that
Can never be brought back
- Author: dylan9993 ( Offline)
- Published: January 20th, 2023 14:58
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
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