Poetry · Writing

garbage man with an emerald necklace

a palace in comparison;

in comparison to the dump

where i find myself foraging for berries and a necklace

a necklace to present you:

i see it in my dreams, it is beautiful a single gem

the color of a lawn that exist longer then one summer

and i want to put it around your neck,

a present for a princess living in her palace

anyway to distract the fact that i live in the dump

and i want your parents to like me

and i want to be invited back

but i only have the one necklace

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