My journey started at the store
A book store to be precise
Two younger girls of fifteen
They came and asked a drink
I was lucky to be of their choice
They loved me and allowed me
To do no more than fulfill my duty
To please their taste buds
And warm their bodies
Bliss is my ownly emotion as of now
But this content is to an end
My ending should have been
None other than a recycling bin
Even a trashcan would be better
But this is not my fate
Thrown! Not in a bin
Not in the natural land
Not in the sorrowful sea
No! In the van of stench
Forgotten for so long
Ignored and kicked around
Left to rot in this horrible waste
Abandoned
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