An Excess of Trash, (24/365)

When there was an Excess

We Had

Things we no longer needed

things we no longer wanted

things we no longer acknowledged

They all just when in the trash

He thought he could keep me with things

With jewels, diamonds, and furs

He forgets that his words are powerful

He forgets that he has daggers in his hands

He stabs me unknowingly

And I just bleed

words

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