brittney crozier


Life Of A Doll - Poem by brittney crozier

My name is Angel
My master gave me that name
Thought I was cut and adorable
Went wherever my master went
Listened and obeyed
Was never rude
Kept my master company
One day there was a fire in the house
Flames kept building up
Smoke filled up in my eyes
Saw my master outside running from the house
My master would realize that that I’m still in here and come get me
There was people standing around my master
My skin felt like it was in a skillet
The pain wouldn’t stop
I woke up the next morning and it hurt to move and still does
Keep hoping my master would come for me
Still waiting on my master like a good doll should be
I will wait for my master until I die
I have always been loyal and always will

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 25, 2011



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