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Another poem to add to my collection. This is the first poem of a series that I'm going to call Life's Similes. If you like this one be on sure to like others that I post. :)
Submitted:Sep 23, 2012 Reads: 63 Comments: 15 Likes: 9
I am like paper
I can be...
Bended and folded
Torn to pieces
Written all over
Stepped on
Balled up
Tossed around
And thrown in the trash
In the end I'll still be that same piece of paper
But like paper I'm also recyclable
Instead of being wasted though
I wil find ones who will appreciate my worth
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