A faded idea it was.
Entangled in crooked jaws.
Pictured and dazzled with a fixture.
Words rhyming sweet, but a bitter mixture.
Let’s play nice, oh let’s play right.
A game for one as it was for two!
Broken into pieces, and riddled in rust.
A bowl, filled with hate and mixed with despair.
They were lying damsels in distress, or was it I?
Pitied by many, and used as expected, so weak and withered.
A broken heart, framed in a crying blue lapiz square.
A tune singing out a farewell, and a VHS playing on repeat.
A loss for words… That rhyme had disappeared…
A story whispered from right to left, from sky to land.
We only wish, it wasn’t something that was planned.
Replaced, recycled? Reused and short-fused.
Sparked like a broken wire, and wilted like a dying rose.
It all became slow, a downfall that dissolved into nothing.
A battlefield littered with a bitter decade of pain.
They wanted a nice, pretty face…
It was too bad we were just a waste.
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and then Add to home screen.