The Darker Playground
...strictly fiction...
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Sunken
My days are spent
Thinking I'm unloved
Nights pass while I believe
I'm unwanted
Billions of people
And not a single pair of eyes
Willing to turn my way
I'm lost treasure
No one is looking for
Buried by a sandy blanket
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