Paper

IzzyAngry

My life is like a piece of paper So fragile in your hands So easily ripped In the wrong hands I am destroyed Like an old weathered building Left alone to sit Neglected till the very end You were once my keeper But you crumbled me up And threw me away without a care How easily people can do this And not feel any guilt Almost like they have no soul And you weren’t any different

Izzy
SourceLicence:Public domain (author dedication)

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