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Dec 2014
When did we become this toss out generation
Where the relationships we have
We toss onto the pile before us
Growing ever higher with no regret

If what we have between us
Is treated like trash along the way
That we litter our lives with
What about us does that say

With the time we spend texting friends
Instead of time spent face to face
We trash that bit of intimacy
That won't soon be replaced

We need this more than not
That feeling of the human touch
Something of which there is not enough
Giving hope and giving love

And we wonder why another failed relationship
Is added to the pile
You hope you'll eventually feel better about yourself
Though it may take a little while

I think the worst about us though
Is how we treat ourselves
If we don't stand up for ourselves in love
How can we expect it from anyone else

We try not and let it bother us
Hoping for happiness in the end
In this now toss out generation
Always searching for a trash bin
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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