Soiled

My fresh air got polluted

My white sandy beach was overshadowed with waste

My healthy soil eroded

My buttons pushed and I tilted to the edge of the cliff and-

My smile replaced by sadness-

Just having a down day today, so why write a poem about a fake joy?

I am sad today and I thought maybe you would care to know…

…maybe

 

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