Sep 30, 2025 09:56
You snuck me out to the trash
without a thrash
you are done with me
time to change the station
just another conversation
the same words resaid, rearranged
I'm the crumpled piece of paper
you gently tossed to the can
to you, sounds barely a tap
to me, sounds a smash of shock
as I hit the bottom
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