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Like a Toy.
Place your terrors on this table,
let your fears climb high.
Keep your eyes along this level
and watch how I comply.
Give me your hands, your hopes and dreams.
Observe how I destroy them.
Watch your wishes swim through the shredder,
heart to race as I condemn.
Reaching for my hand,
gasping for a breath.
You're no longer required now
that you're on the brink of death.
little boy, little boy,
how you broke me... like a toy.
*Collaboration
-Original version (unincluded) by firedaughter
let your fears climb high.
Keep your eyes along this level
and watch how I comply.
Give me your hands, your hopes and dreams.
Observe how I destroy them.
Watch your wishes swim through the shredder,
heart to race as I condemn.
Reaching for my hand,
gasping for a breath.
You're no longer required now
that you're on the brink of death.
little boy, little boy,
how you broke me... like a toy.
*Collaboration
-Original version (unincluded) by firedaughter
Published 9th Mar 2012
| Edited 17th Mar 2012
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9th Mar 2012 11:15am
this is far better than mine.. i love what you've done with it.. thank you so much (:
9th Mar 2012 11:18am
9th Mar 2012 7:27pm
This is beautifully dark and works very well, despite the "being broken like a toy" this reads as a strong piece...excellent job ladies! x x
