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Saturday, February 25, 2006


a very very sad poem i let meh sis read it and she cryed
i'm just an old toy to be thrown away
I'm just part of a child's play
I'm just a parody of what was expected
Just a joke of the neglected
i'm hated and unwanted yet here i stay
I watch by another day

My hands are stained with my own blood
Inside me, grows a new dark bud
feeding off of my very soul
i'm broken apart; no longer a whole
I see the world through sleeping eyes
My hands are held fast with red silk ties
There's no more hope, the light is dead
sorrow sits upon my head
I've been struck down for the fun of another
i see amusment in the eyes of my mother

i'm just an old toy to be thrown away
I'm just part of a child's play
I'm just a parody of what was expected
Just a joke of the neglected
i'm hated and unwanted yet here i stay
I watch by another day

If i was dead the world would go on
Until the memory of me is forever gone
I'm never understood even when they know
they carry on, on they go
i struggle against the chains that hold me back
but when i'm not watching they attack
I cannot look in the mirror, in fear of myself
I sit forgotton on a shelf
My eyes reflect what is to come
I see the world dying with rot and scum

i'm just an old toy to be thrown away
I'm just part of a child's play
I'm just a parody of what was expected
Just a joke of the neglected
i'm hated and unwanted yet here i stay
I watch by another day

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