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Scrap metal
(a haiku by me mrgreen it was hard to find a topic and make words flow that's y the story was on hold) *tell me if it's good or bad!*
Sacrificing all
To gain a warmth never felt
A tale often told
To wish to be born
Wishing, waiting for true life
Than there I was
And then so were you
The warmth that I had wished for
My dream had come true
because I am scraps
Broken metal cannot feel
Therefore I stay cold
That does not stop hope
Or wishes or children’s tales
Even scraps can dream
 blindfoldedBandit · Sun Sep 20, 2009 @ 02:24am · 0 Comments |
