Re-usablesA Poem by Marquisesomething i wrote as a response to a picture i saw...i want a turkey sandwich...random...
There's a reusable fear inside of your left pocket.
It would be ashamed for it to be wasted so please just do what it wants It needs a home. I'll take it off your hands but you'll owe me. Most feed off other peoples disappointments... I'll take an appetizer. And I'll do what it wants...it needs a home. Most use fear to fuel their dreams. You use fear to fuel the luxury car we can't afford. Because I never feel my own self worth in your arms I do what you want because I need a home. I wish I were disposable. Fold the rest of my dreams in your reusable fear. Hoping one day you'll get careless Empathy your pockets... Someone will discover the treasure in the trash... Dis-guard the unreliable Recycle my dreams Realizing they need a home. © 2013 MarquiseFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on March 30, 2012 Last Updated on June 25, 2013 AuthorMarquisePhiladelphia, PAAboutI don't consider myself a writer because I don't write often, but I have trouble putting words together when I want to express myself verbally. Writing is the one way I can do this successfully. I lov.. more..Writing
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