Wrap You In Cold

[seeyat]

The silver gone, what to do
It's been neglected and thrown to
The shine it decays, forgetting the gold
For these precious things hold no meaning so bold
To retrieve or receive a gift so hated
Not once a question and never debated
If all I can do is to walk with what's owned
What else does the world see when shown
I wish not for what you assumed
I'm so very sorry for time that you've moved