Discarded Ladies
Discarded ladies are
lonely through the night
But not as lonely
as in the morning light.
Pour a cup of coffee
Have a ciggarette
Another day
Another regret.
All they ever needed
All they ever wanted
came and went.
Once they were straight
Now they are bent.
Discarded ladies are
lonely through the night
But not as lonely
as in the morning light.
deborrah 10/08
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