They Mauled MollyA Poem by Danielle DuffLife is taken from a lifeless object.
A horrific massacre_---------------------------------------occurred today, My dear Molly lay------------------------------------------broken on the floor. Gone were her eyes---------------------------------------now gaping holes Her nose had vanished as well. She had been viciously ripped apart Her insides gleaming on the dirty carpet I fell to my knees and scooped what was left of her into my arms And wept melodramatically at my loss Watching in awe were the two responsible, Halted in their stride, assessing the situation. Suddenly aware of my despair, they crept closer, their black spots growing larger with their approach. Tears and spittle soaked the floor where Molly was slain I carefully picked her up and returned her to my bed. No blood was shed Alas, as Molly is only a stuffed animal. But as I watched the marble like beads spew from the hole gaping from her chest, childhood memories resurfaced. Never-------------------------------------------------------get attached to inanimate objects.----------------------------------------------------- Time to grow up. © 2008 Danielle DuffAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on August 27, 2008 Last Updated on August 27, 2008 AuthorDanielle DuffWashington DC, DCAboutI'm a communications specialist for the government by day, a crisis agency volunteer superwoman by night & weekend, and a fun, bubbly person all the time. As I get older I find it more difficult to.. more..Writing
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