Recycled Without warning The chilly wind of rejection Blustered Sweeping away a lifetime Of laughter and love Fragments of a life blown apart Jagged and sharp scraping and scratching at unhealed wounds Still leaving their bloody trails Redacted, reused and then recycled Shelf life expired Dispensed without further regard Callously and cruelly cast away Darkness…
Recycled — Poetry For Healing
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The images are so evocative, and the words soul-stirring.
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cold callous daze
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