Thrown away

Crumpled paper and incomplete thoughts.

Looking for all the love that was lost .

Forgiving leads to forgetting the bad times as well as the good.

Trying again in a different direction may just be the thing that she needs.

Left behind for the last time, it’s time to search for more.

Hell anything has to be better than lying in a puddle of her own blood smeared on the dance hall floor.

  

C.L Cunningham 

Poet

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