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Rusted Memories Decaying
Ravaged and forgotten, I await my fate in this junkyard, Under the fierce sun and pouring rain and snow . . . but, Still within this rusted frame beats a soul and memories, and There was a time when I was truly loved- Every person admired my style and curves and my brilliance, Death, oh d e a t h and old age is a terrible thing. Memories are all I have as weeds and vines devour, Even now, I can still feel the soft cloth that caressed, Making sure my paint shined like glass . . . and, On long rolling highways and hills, I glided a thing of beauty- Roaring along without a care in the world (I was young) Inside my interior was impeccable and my leather so soft Eternity was mine- I was going to exist forever, but Silently, the rust began and soon ruined and scarred my beauty. Days passed and then one day, I was towed to this lonely place, Eternity seems like not such a good idea now . . . Chirping from within me where a little song bird has made a nest, And windflowers and yellow dandelions keep me company. Years have passed and more and more cars lay ravaged, Inside my soul memories stir of happy times- Now my windows have grown blank as dead eyes, and all the Gnarled and twisted, rusting cars (once loved) wait . . . d e c a y i n g. ________________________________ June 12, 2016 Poetry/Acrostic/Personification/Rusted Memories Decaying Copyright Protected, ID 16-799-868-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Rusted and Busted sponsor, Casarah Nance Second Place
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