Something about the love of rust
Drawn to the tattered and frayed
Comforted by what I feel
Things once loved
Now found anew
Broken in
Memories felt
Softly whispering their histories
Caressing the past
Hoping that years hence
Others will feel me
In things tattered and worn
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2 comments:
I love this poem. Really touching.I really, really love it.
I am so glad you liked it....I am a real lover of the tattered and worn
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