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Garbage
Pour me down the drain.
Two hours passed and you still haven't came.
Dump me in the trash.
The few times you buy dinner you're worried about cash.
Leave me out to go stale.
Little do you know as I wait, my love for you becomes weak and frail.
As of right now you're my sore.
My lack of importance to you has rotted me to the core.
This is very good.. I think
This is very good.. I think the imagery adds to the intense feelings that are woven into this peace. I like it..Im sorry you feel it.. but it has given birth to a beautiful peace.. Thanks for sharing.