Lana Vaughan

The Queen of Questions

Abandoned

images (8)It sits buried beneath years of fallen leaves and unchecked forest under growth. If you didn’t know exactly where to look you would never see it. The ones responsible for it being there are all long gone and only a few carry the memory at all.

Once it was precious and shiny and new. Once it was a dream and an expensive goal. Once it was powerful and vital. Once it could carry life or end it.

Then it became worn out, faded, dented, broken, and finally discarded. Pushed off the side of the road to rust and melt, abandoned and unwanted.

Faith…friendship…love…or just an old rusted forgotten shell.

 

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