Rusted Irony
RUSTED IRONY
now that nothing needs explaining
you can see my rusted irony
how can i tell you how i feel
when this sensation isn't real
i am a numb extremity
now that you see all that's pertaining
please destroy what's left of me
there is more than what may seem
but it has always been my dream
to become a memory
make a picture frame my cage
place me in sunshine i've missed
watch the details fade with age
like forgetting lips you've kissed
now that nothing is remaining
nothing's left to disagree
there is no opposal
of my disposal
we all voted unanimously
Copyright © Clay Young Jr. | Year Posted 2011
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