Tiny Fawns

Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

old plastic

when you touch your skin
and it feels like the old rattle
of plastic bottles tossed
along sidewalks by the wind
when did the outside begin
to empty what was once within?

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: fraud

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