Yes, another completed poetry exercise.
Created, Used, Cast Away
I was created.
For some I have no beginning,
with others I have no end,
I am that which I am
Based upon your creation.
You use me every day,
Fulfilling your needs,
You hold no honor nor respect for me.
Created from the form from the fullness of the moon
You have altered me,
Changed me,
To fulfill your needs.
Yet when you are finished toss me away,
I am do credit now for the lives you lead.
For without me, you would not have proceeded.
Left now in a field to rot.
Hope is within to be.
Recycled.
The same that I was or an altered form
I am that which I am.
The circle.
That which you need,
to fulfill all your dreams.
A circle
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