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Second Hand Baby
Second hand baby, wanting attention
Someone to hug, someone to listen
Nobody wants her, nobody's there
Starting to notice that nobody cares
Hand me down doll, already used
Already hurting, broken and bruised
Sits all alone, nobody to play with
Starts to see how ugly the world is
Thrift store infant, such a lovely one
Tiny fists always reaching for love
Hands always hurting her tender skin
No room for defiance, she just gives in
Second hand baby left all alone
Hand me down doll stuffed in a home
Thrift store infant learns to be silent
Nobody hurts her long as she's quiet
Published 2nd Aug 2014
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2nd Aug 2014 4:51pm
2nd Aug 2014 5:26pm
Thank you very much. Life can hurt. Not everything is pretty and not all memories are rose coloured. But without my past I wouldn't be who I am
16th Nov 2020 4:42am
A tremendous poignant write that pierces my heart. Your emotional description of this painful submission is a harrowing thought. Truly an amazing write!
