A bag
Brown and empty inside
Nothing to give
Nothing to take
Empty
Used
Used to help other
I do is let other fill me
With hope and then
I am ripped apart
After i am used i am pushed in to a ball
Sharp edges
and my spine twisted
I have an ever lasting life
I will never die
my outer shape will change
that is for sure
my sprit is ever lasting
till the garbage man takes me way
until
until i evolve into my new self
I am
and I will
always be the paper bag that I am
used
i give and they take
will there ever be a balance
It is all up to where my spirit goes next
That is up to the other spirt that controls us all















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Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Desire can wreck your life. But as tough as wanting something can be, the people who suffer the most, are those who don't know what they want."-Greys Anatomy
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