Used Up(A) Poems - Poems about Used Up(A)

...Power to the Plough. She sits there all used up, a shadow of her past self. The remains of her bodywork, only survive. Rusting, and decaying into an iron oxide heap. No more use, the old gal is t......

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...You moulded me to your perfection then bounced me around the room to show ownership of me to your friends So I purred and smiled and batted my eyes Acted asthough I enjoyed it I loved all of them......

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...I scream, at the top of my lungs No sound, comes out Silent, curdling screams Is, all I have left, now I wrestle; I fight, with all, my physical might While, being forced down By the mighty strength......

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