ever be

Put me down like an old used blanket

dusty but free

Am I not good enough?

Roll me up like a used ripped rug

disheveled but full of character

Will I ever be good enough?

Shove me to the side like a used up lover

dried up but soft to touch

What do you have left to say now?

Throw me aside

used and whored again

Tongue tied?

Rebirthed

A learning in progress

I belong to me now

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