Broken Toy
Dark sky overhead
Never seemed to leave her alone
Everything chilled to the bone
She wore those grey sky eyes
Kneeling down in the sand
While catching teardrops in her hand
Her sould cried...
Rain poured down into her heart
Happiness did depart
Oh how she longed...
To live a life of joy
Instead she was the broken toy
The outcast
Who was pushed around
The one who made no sound
But who's soul cried..
And who's heart screamed...
And oh she dreamed!
To live happily
But instead she laid in wet sand
And caught teardops in her hand
Copyright © Alli B. | Year Posted 2009
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