Disposable
by V. Martin
"Temporary" is the word of the generation
That throws everything away
Everything is disposable including me
Like trash, I haven't gone far just down the street
To age biodegrade and they call me a park or a house
where the landfill used to be it's still there under your feet
But nothing is for nothing so you better pay for what is free
I've been thrown away so many times the stink is apart of me
You can't wash it off no matter how hard you scrub
There isn't enough water not even a full tub
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