broken toyA Poem by fitz Roberts
Was I just an empty spot on a shelf?
Another item you needed to complete yourself. A toy you wanted so bad. Another piece of trash you had to have. Now that you played with me. Did l lose that shine you used to see? Thrown in a box with the rest. With all the things you used to love best. Was I even a treasured token? Or am I now something you just see broken. © 2014 fitz RobertsFeatured Review
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9 Reviews Added on June 7, 2014 Last Updated on June 8, 2014 Authorfitz Robertswarner robins, GAAboutI like to write hope you enjoy how I paint a picture with words 27 you old male hoping to be a decent writer Lol more..Writing
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