Couch

A Poem by EXtra.cheesy

Soft and comfy

All the right stitching

Still and solid

Sold

Filled room,

New to old

Constant sitting

Cushions dented

Your head I held

Years mishandled

Respect,none given

Familiarity now territory

For love ,forgiven

How have I become

complacent,

Just used for sitting

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Added on April 28, 2020
Last Updated on April 28, 2020

Inspired to just try and write..write those thoughts out. More about thoughts, to be therapeutic. Hope you feel something reading. more..

As I am

Somethings Broken

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