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There’s an apple on the desk in the office where I work.
It’s covered in dust and just does not rot.
How long has it been there?
Days? Weeks? Months?
Who can say?
But every day, I stare at the dusty red skin
Wondering how long it has been
There on the desk in the office where I work.
- by xUme-chanx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/14/2010 |
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