A Finality

Forget me, for I am dust

Leave me to break and rust

I am a heap in the corner

Yes, in that lonely corner

Disheveled and disgraced

I beg to be erased

Clean and organize me

You obviously care not about what I am to be

I am a lost boy

I am a broken toy

I belong in the trash

A piece of scrap sold for cash

You don’t care

Because you’re never there

– by MetalTears

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