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The Gifts

Is the meaning of gifts in the creator, or the heart of the reciever?

By Chris SantiagoPublished about a year ago 1 min read
part of the betrayed series

I made you that bracelet

You didn't care for the fit

I made you the glass rose

Where it is nobody knows

What about the wooden heart?

The one I fashioned and carved?

Its was gone with the rubbish fast

Discarded with the rest of the trash

What about the plaque with paint?

Is that when the facade cracked and faded?

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Chris Santiago

I've always found a bit peace and release in putting word to written medium. I'm by no means an accomplished wordsmith but I find enjoyment in it. My love for writing started from world building that being a dungeon master provided.

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    Written by Chris Santiago