Do you play with ALL your toys like this?
A rag doll I was to you!
You would sew me,
Throw me,
Poke me,
And choke me!
Torn and tattered,
You left me.
In a corner,
There to rote.
I never really forgot!
You could of cared for me.
Like a real baby.
Wrapped me up,
Put me in a cot.
But no.
It was no fun that way.
Feelings, You said I didn't have.
But you were wrong!
I felt EVERY bit of the pain!
And now I'm too broken,
To keep playing your game!
A hearthfelt piece that is full of anger and sadness...penned well. Great....a 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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