We are all broken toys
Living in a twisted plastic world
Looking for love
With a toy less broken
Or broken in a different way.
Looking at frayed strings
And faded fabric
And hoping to make something new
And wearing down with overuse
And abuse.
And oiling joints
That creak from age.
Toys to be played with
But handle with care
Not plastic
But porcelain
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
We are all broken toys
Living in a twisted plastic world
Looking for love
With a toy less broken
Or broken in a different way.
Looking at frayed strings
And faded fabric
And hoping to make something new
And wearing down with overuse
And abuse.
And oiling joints
That creak from age.
Toys to be played with
But handle with care
Not plastic
But porcelain
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