Hand-me-down

Hand-me-down

A Poem by Thisismythearpy
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A poem about always getting things second-hand.

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A closet full of clothes
From other homes

A box of toys
From other boys 

An old bed
Where someone else once laid their head

A pair of old shoes
Now belonging to someone new

Gone around 
Still sound 
Hand-me-down 

© 2017 Thisismythearpy


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Added on June 19, 2017
Last Updated on June 19, 2017
Tags: Growing up, poverty, thrift shop, family

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Thisismythearpy
Thisismythearpy

Kingston, TN



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Hello, my name is Chris. I just post the stuff I wrote in my notebook when I ran away home a little while ago when trying to run away from depression, ptsd, and what all caused it all. I'm dead inside.. more..

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