a broken toy
is what i've become
i'll learn to live, maybe
with some static noise
used by all
and loved by none
how can i stand
when i'm taught to fall
a broken toy
is all i am
a cracked heart
and a darkened void
used by all
but not for long
soon they'll leave me
and leave me with a newfound wall
a broken toy
used by all
a need to destroy
this once perfect doll
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
