We
Scared boys
Caught inside
the hearts of
grown men
Fearing loss
of cherished
childish joy
I remember
childhood
Christmas past
How sister broke my toy
I cried but survived
Having lost
my One favorite
I'm not always sure
about what happens
next when the crying
heart stops
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Oh, so very true, but on the other hand women can turn into spiteful little girls when the mood takes them!