I'm still here.
Dangling uselessly,
Unwanted,
In the lost and found box.
Kids dig through the contents,
But ignoring my battered frame.
Am I too broken?
Shattered actually
My scars, too deep?
You're a walking cutting board
Mind too dark?
It's swallowed you whole
Someone save me...
They won't
I don't want to be in the
Lost and found.
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