DollA Poem by HoneyI am a toy, I was meant to play Though I make people smile, they will throw me away. They just want to have fun, and torture me so I wont ever have the strength to go. Like the other dolls, I cannot walk around When I am not playing, I'm left on the ground. And after a lifetime of being a doll, I know that no one really cares after all. © 2011 Honey |
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