Sad Truth

(your) Rag Doll...

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!

Poem Submitted: Monday, October 20, 2008
Poem Edited: Sunday, January 8, 2012

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Comments about (your) Rag Doll... by Sad Truth

  • Nagourta (11/3/2008 1:44:00 AM)

    What do you mean? ! ?

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  • Love Iz Lost (10/30/2008 9:45:00 PM)

    I Like The Use Of Words In This Poem Good Job

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  • C T Heart (10/20/2008 5:28:00 PM)

    A hearthfelt piece that is full of anger and sadness...penned well. Great....a 10.

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