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Broken toys.
When your little you break things.
Sometimes things just break.
Someone gives you a new one and we carry on.
Then in time they stop giving you things,
and you've got to get your own.
You try to stop from breaking things,
the way that you were shown.
Then you break something irreplaceable,
in such a way it can't be fixed.
Since then my thoughts are rolling sorrow reaching to deal with this.
Sometimes things just break.
Someone gives you a new one and we carry on.
Then in time they stop giving you things,
and you've got to get your own.
You try to stop from breaking things,
the way that you were shown.
Then you break something irreplaceable,
in such a way it can't be fixed.
Since then my thoughts are rolling sorrow reaching to deal with this.
Published 15th Dec 2013
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15th Dec 2013 10:51am
15th Dec 2013 11:17am
Anonymous
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15th Dec 2013 11:08am
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15th Dec 2013 11:30am
Thank you Miss Crim. Opinions and visits always enjoyed. Thanking you Ma'am.
15th Dec 2013 12:11pm
Your poem made me think about my own broken toys and broken days and gave me a reality check. Thank you.
16th Dec 2013 1:33am
Anonymous
- Edited 16th May 2018 11:39am
15th Dec 2013 11:10pm
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16th Dec 2013 1:34am
Thank you Miss Petit. I always value your comments dear. Good to hear from you.
Anonymous
16th Dec 2013 2:04am
Really love the comparisons of life's choices to broken toys. Nicely crafted hon....Xo
16th Dec 2013 2:18am
Thank you Miss Rain. Alway keen to hear your opinions doll. I get much from them. A fan of your work Miss. xo
Anonymous
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18th Dec 2013 2:41am
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18th Dec 2013 3:16am
"Figure out how not to drop the chalice" Great choice of words young man. As for being overbroken? Maybe in hindsight it was more that things weren't fixed to my liking. A common mistake in my past. Thanks for the thought provoke bud. Nice.
25th Dec 2013 11:08pm
Makes me think of people
who break others.
Just because they can.
Your poem is a place holder
for the breakers and the being broken.
Deep.
who break others.
Just because they can.
Your poem is a place holder
for the breakers and the being broken.
Deep.
26th Dec 2013 1:56am