I feel worthless
No shine
Others are silver
I’m made up of copper
Very little value
Laying in cars
Sleeping on nightstands
A hundred of me
complete a dollar
Often hear “Keep it”
when change is created
I’m not wanted or valued
I feel worthless
One cent says it all
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Yeah, I get you. I like the short phrases that make up this poem, as they emphasise the emotion and the thrust of it.
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Thank you! Yes you do get it
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Good
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Hope you are well today!
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Thankyou, yes I am. Great.
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Wonderful!
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