At the Crossroads

| marandarussell

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You string me along
like floss
then toss me away
like a song.
You want me
only when it’s
convenient –
when your pastel
world loses
color and you
need me to
brighten the walls.

But now I see
your game –
I’m wise to your
disguise.
Not afraid to
walk away, I
leave you at
the crossroads
facing your own
demise.

~ Art & Poetry by Maranda Russell

9 thoughts on “At the Crossroads”

  3. I love the phrases you weaved… String me along like floss… When your pastel world loses color…wise to your disguise… These are wonderful and magical phrases creating wonderful and magical images in the reader’s mind. Well done Maranda šŸ˜ŠšŸ’›

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