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Saturday, April 08, 2006

Broken

I Think I am Broken , But How Can This Be?

If I Were a Broken Toy, Would you Still Play with Me?

Broken or Not, I am Still a Human Being.

I am This Broken Toy Because I was Left Out in the Rain.

Being This Broken , I Feel I will Never be Whole Again.

I, Broken , am Never to be Fixed or Relieved of This Pain.

2 Comments:

At 12:58 AM, Blogger ChickyBabe said...

Broken toys can be mended, and they can be whole again. :)

 
At 8:20 PM, Blogger lost goddess said...

True babe, breaks do mend and "time heals all thing secting these crazy eyes" but the pain felt is never forgoten and will always leave it's mark.

 

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