Stepping Out
Poetry Blog
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Crock Pot
Stepped upon
then walked on -
until all trace of
hope is gone...
Pushed quite
far away -
with all of
the perks at bay...
Never meant
much of anything -
a phony life
with a phony ring.
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