she sells seashells on the seashore
she's been hurt so many times she's a shell forevermore
everyone buys their seashells from the store
no one buys from the beggar with so many flaws
they just stare as they walk past her sitting on the floor
so she tried selling seashells on heavens door.
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Author:
Jazzy.Special (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 4th, 2025 05:41
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Seashells will love her like that. This is because they discovered the value of the shell itself.
A very touching and poignant poem, i get the sense they valued the seashell more than the person and that is one of many issues we have in todays society. Nicely written
Thank you
You are very welcome
Beautiful and heartbreaking
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