- looking through the doll house window.. everything in a blanket of white.. the cold seeps through my porsoline arms.. the wind blows through the night.. abandond toys scatter the streets.. boys and girls go to bed without treats.. the childish gleam has left there eye.. as there spirits begin to die....
- Title: through the dolls eye
- Artist: shinnys
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Description:
i was bored sitting in math class and i started writing and i came up with this.. i gess its about kids haveing to grow up to fast and losing there childhood throwing away there toys and crap becuse they think there to old....
anyway hope u like my poem - Date: 12/28/2009
- Tags: abandond dolls
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Kittycquariana - 11/29/2011
- Interesting, but the spelling errors do get in the way of the poem for me.
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- Disco Lemon Zest - 12/30/2009
- Nice... somewhat depressing but i like that in a poem
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