The Junkyard

I’m out of what you called useful

A piece of place you never want to be there

 

Alone in my space

Taking the bliss you waste

The sun sets and rises clearly above me

You’ve lost it

I got it

 

That is how it works

I’m taking the power of sorrow

I turn sadness into the sand

Until one day u will miss what you’ve thrown

 

I’m here

Never been anywhere but here

You got me

I’m always here

 

You know how to find me

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November 15th 2011

17:45

 

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