Clay MollA Poem by StacyPerry3-24-2011Clay Moll Amazing how the times have changed, Taken, molded and rearranged, Yet as the clay begins to dry, There is something missing and I wonder why, A piece that should of been there first, Amongst the doll you are cursed, So I make sure that as you are dried, Keep well as hardened hearts denied, As this is what was missing in formation, I thought you'd like this information, Perhaps you can now change your ways, If I can see this then others may, Be well my dear porcelain doll, Just sit on my shelf of the other molls, A collection of gangsters and of their loves, Glad I hardened you before you sent me below or worse above. Copyright 3-24-11 Stacy Perry © 2011 StacyPerryFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on March 24, 2011 Last Updated on March 24, 2011 AuthorStacyPerryAshtabula, OHAboutI have another profile on here I can not get into, so I had to start a new one. Please read ALL of my Poetry and Writings on this page and my old site on here [in which I have a lot of work.....*a tea.. more..Writing
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