(2/7/17)
I am not recyclable,
Because I am not made of plastic.
I am waste.
I am the love letter tossed into the trash,
I am the broken vase,
I am the dead roses from your lover.
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CCCLXV - Poetry (2017)
PoetryAnd I'm doing my poem a day challenge. This is a little bit looser of a challenge because this year it's just going to be write something every day.
