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Aug 2016
I hate living this way
Standing on display
For all the world to see
The flaws that make up me

A year and a half is all it takes
For a loving soul to throw me away
Our time together felt so small
Did you even care at all?

It hurt to see you so glad
After all the wonderful times we had
You found another one better than me
And you didn't think that I could see

But this year and a half
Was so important to me
I felt so useful
I felt so complete

You took me in,
I don't know why
But you became my friend
When everyone else just passed me by

You would lay on me
So comfortably
And watch tv
Until you fell asleep

Coming home from a stressful day
And looking at me with such relief
It was almost as if we were made for each other
But now it is clear, you were made for another

At least from what I can see,
Stuck here on the street

I am standing here on display,
Like before you took me away
Only then I was new
And now I am used

Who would ever want me?

Cars keep passing by,
Judging me by what they see
Just another piece of trash
I guess that's what I am

Dirt has covered my eyes,
It's hard for me to see
I really don't want to die,
But I wish I wasn't me

I hear a muffled noise
It's coming in more clearly
And then I hear a voice,
Could this truly be?

"You are coming home with me"

Now I'm glad she threw me out
I'm treated so much better now
Once was lost, but now I've found
I am more than just a couch
Noah
Written by
Noah  21/M/Indiana
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