Throw Away

I couldn’t believe my lucky stars
That day when you picked me
I thought a wonderful love like ours
Was surely meant to be

You spoke of aspirations
The future and the past
Your kiss, a big flirtation
My head was spinning fast

But now I’m flat, things don’t look bright
You worry what I can earn
Being just a bottle of Sprite
With no deposit, no return

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