Symbolism, oh so bold a claim,
When it slides on and makes a link
It creates a type of frame.
Some may fly, some may sink.
The dreams find their way.
The tiny feeling recieved on the end.
But it isn't fair to make them pay,
Feeling, away with it I send.
Take cover! The rain must fall!
You may be pleased to stand over there,
But I will take my place beside this wall.
Laugh and laugh and laugh then tear!
Lending small comfort and a sheild,
Words may prehaps be spoken,
And the feelings may prehaps yeild.
But always...always it will be broken.
(EDIT: 11:35pm)
I have no use but am almost always there
I can be idle but I like to move about
I'm not needed but always ready
I'm forgtten but always remembered
What am I?
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