Broken Toy Soldier

Like the toy soldier you find in the Attic
Abandoned
Alone
Unable to be fixed

Feels lost
No hope to cling to anymore
Just like the toy soldier
His smile painted on as dull as mine

When living hurts
I feel like designing my own attic
Resting there
Sleeping
In the dust
Just like the broken toy soldier
No fight left any more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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