Broken Toys
Broken Toys
Linger in peoples lives
Memories so dark
So left behind
Discarded by the unknown time
They limp un-mended
Labeled and still described
For a momentary fascination
With broken toys
Broken toys belong to
Innocent girls and boys
Pander to a whim for someone else
To enjoy
Driven to insanity
By the fumbling hands
That try to fit the puzzle
Linking all the pieces
The lonely girls and lonely boys
Wait in corners
Amidst their broken pieces
Of the broken toys
Left to linger in the place
Where they didn’t want to
The mesmerism of the crack
Shatters back attention
They buried them and left them there
Wondering if they would ever awake
A nightmare for these children
Of broken toys
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