Throw me out
like a mismatched puzzle piece,
like a speck of dust you dust off your shoulders.
Kick me out
like a bad taste in your mouth,
like a scratch you try to repaint over and over.
Leave me be
like a hunger you shut out,
like a flower that's dying because of the weather.
Leave me to die
like love with an expiration date,
like a smoldering cigarette ****
like images that won't come together.
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
Throw me out
like a mismatched puzzle piece,
like a speck of dust you dust off your shoulders.
Kick me out
like a bad taste in your mouth,
like a scratch you try to repaint over and over.
Leave me be
like a hunger you shut out,
like a flower that's dying because of the weather.
Leave me to die
like love with an expiration date,
like a smoldering cigarette ****
like images that won't come together.
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