I had a good day today, not to mention the night and that's why I came up with as many ideas as I just had to write this poem. I hope you enjoy it as much as my boyfriend because he really likes it. Thanks and good reading!
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CANDY DOLL OR A BROKEN CHILDHOOD?
The wind played with the girl's hair
She was quiet and small - too delicate to understand
The wind also played with the girl's fingers
She was quiet and small - too delicate to comprehend
Memories, which all seemed to fit
Wishes were fulfilled in seconds
Words that were never left unsaid
Holes in the dresses, which were mended
It was her nice childhood.
The candy thief, who remained unseen
Drawings, which remained unfinished
Colours that were left untouched
It was her nice childhood.
She never played in the sandbox
She never played volleyball
She never played a snowball fight
The emotions that were hidden
Tears, which no one wiped
The thoughts that were not shared
Ideas, which no one cared for
It was her nice childhood.
Letters, which were not considered
Questions that did not get a response
Blood that does not dry out
Water that does not come into one's mouth
It was her nice childhood.
And yet, she does not come and go
She's not walking or sitting
She can't hear or speak
So... was it a candy doll or her broken childhood?
YOU ARE READING
Breathing in, breathing out
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