Faded Jean

Faded Jean

A Poem by Regina K. Pride

You're a kind of faded jean to me
so overused, so overwhelmed
I touch your seams and they just slip away
under my hand you grow softer
almost a flimsy structure
I miss how you used to feel when you were sturdy
you're so discolored
so used one day, thrown out the next
and when you're gone I won't miss you
won't even think about you
isn't it sad how it goes?

© 2014 Regina K. Pride


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The metaphor is cool. I dig it. Love wearing jeans too dont you. Nice job.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Regina K. Pride

5 Years Ago

Thanks! I love jeans so much. I actually was inspired by a pair I had to throw out. I really liked t.. read more
I like the metaphor...they can be very comfortable too

Posted 5 Years Ago


Regina K. Pride

5 Years Ago

Thanks so much.

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Added on September 22, 2014
Last Updated on September 22, 2014
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Regina K. Pride
Regina K. Pride

FL



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Hi Guys! So I haven't been very active lately because of my tumblr blog and my new YouTube channel and college, but I'm getting back to my writing. Today is the release of my first poetry book. You sh.. more..

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