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Treat my like garbage, please don't treat me like trash Sure, I am used to be treated like trash I've been tossed around, discarded, stepped on And like a good old piece of trash, I endure But it is inhumane of a treatment Save it to your tampons, your baby wipes, your cigarette butts I deserve more, expect more from you Treat me like Garbage Give me to the pigs, burry me under the roses in your garden I deserve some dignity despite what you think of me I am garbage I swear I am
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 1:15 AM UTC
Trash or garbage
Trust is a tricky trade From the tender age they try and teach us To trust on those with ties of the family tree Then teachers, friends, treasured ones, they all pay the toll On the same treasure, trust that is. Though trust, told you this one, a tricky trade is Time after time they try and take a tip from thee Till in them trust thou loose till grave.
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 10:11 PM UTC
Trade of trust
Time comes for us all, for all in fact With no remorse, with no warning The master of the whole Which causes the strongest to bow, the hardest to break While time itself keeps it's pace, at no expense, regardless Wait and you will see they say But time can be so cruel that when comes the moment it took you your sight also. Yes, time is dependable, but don't count in it, for it can be slow when you most need it, And most swift when you less expect it. When you have it, is by mere irony. When you lack it is by pure mockery. That's time. Most people don't even see it going by. Time gives, time takes away…
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 4:33 AM UTC
Time comes
Some days the world just seems to be turning the other way around Some days things just needed to turn the other way around also. Turn around and away. People, feelings, time, if only they left me alone For today I mean, just for today. Cause tomorrow is another day, and tomorrow isn't written still, We don't suffer for tomorrow, we stand still. We stand in awe, awaiting for grace and counting on beauty.
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
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