Rotting with the Milk Can

I rot in here now

Along with the old milk can

In the garbage bin.

 

Your love too

Has expired just like

The milk can.

 

Now I rot

With the milk can and

Your spoilt love.

Posted in response to the challenge Forgotten.

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nimbostratus

NY

15 years old

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