Faded Poem by Lauren Harper
Faded
I'm just an empty cup,
Drifting along the street.
Searching for a home,
Stumbling on my knees.
You nock me down.
Others simply pass by,
They come and go,
Right before my eyes.
Old and useless.
Withered at the core.
I'm not needed any longer.
Branded; the moment you walked through that door.
I hear my name.
I hear it from your lips.
It seems so foreign.
It reaches my ears like a poison kiss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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