Magpie Tales #93
The Little Red Sofa
Alone on sidewalk
In a town unfamilar
I pulled the red valvet
Close around me
No one to the right
No one left
The street is empty
Shabby and worn
Abandoned
Around three
Shadows creep
On the dirty wall
Behind me
I’ll just wait for you here
Leaving me
Was a mistake
Once a pround possion
Now free for anyone to take
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