Look around

Looked around the room,
Saw that the place,
You used to sit,
Was empty,
How odd is it be,
That the littlest in me,
Still thinks of you,
Despite that you might,
Not hear my prayers,
Ringing trough to you?

Looked around my life,
Saw that the place,
You used to stain,
On my heart,
Has worn off,
With the littlest bits,
In time,
I took back,
What was mine,

Or did I?

Words 'n fun

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