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Disregarded

You never said thank you. Like a keychain to your backpack, I completely completed you. The perfect accessory— appreciated by many but disregarded by you. Indifference is my own worst enemy. As many moons pass: my yellow wears off, my keyring falls to the dirty sidewalk, and I become ignored and unimportant and disposable. I myself am gone. Invisible forever from the sparkle of your eye.

Disregarded

You never said thank you. Like a keychain to your backpack, I completely completed you. The perfect accessory— appreciated by many but...