A Gift

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I was given as a gift of love

To show the affection of one person to another

She wore me around her neck with pride

Never once considering what I meant to the other.

What She meant to him.

Now that has changed

They have grown apart and moved away.

No longer in each other’s company

Yet I am still here

Dangling around her neck

Though the one who gave me

No longer appears

Yet I still linger

As though she has not forgotten

The love they shared

And the pain he caused

Yet I remain

The one last thing

Still representing

What had been.

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