the spareA Poem by ellasnotebookA spare person.A spare, and extra body in the group. The extra tire she keeps in the trunk. Except, tires actually hold a purpose. Spare people are just another trinket to add to a growing hoard of unneeded souls. So when I notice that I've been cast away I won't fret, because spares aren't supposed to fret anyways.
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Added on October 22, 2017 Last Updated on October 22, 2017 Tags: friendship, loneliness, poetry, poem AuthorellasnotebookAboutI enjoy writing fantasy. I love writing, reading, singing, acting, and drawing. I want to write both middle grade and YA novels. I also write poetry. I plan on writing and illustrating children's book.. more..Writing
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