Peace
hunger sets in
and i was never good a sleep
but theres nothing to eat
mr.noddles for weeks
one pack a day
it was winter
and we we'er broke
hey look the shoe's
are falling off my feet
broken home
problems at school
hey i was smoken at ten
five finger was the game
i placed
that and river play
just the games we played
in the land of the broken toys
Copyright © John Tanaskow | Year Posted 2009
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