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Toys Are Us (a collabo)

" Come my blue-eyed Barbie, hold me tight.
Shed your tears, tell me tales of sadness;
The pain swirling under your plastic skin.
What's that smile plastered on your pretty face?
Does it fool them, mom and dad? Not me!
You and I are like birdies in flight.
So let us soar into the morrow.
Let's go my doll, the stoplights are green. "

" I don't know if I can my dear Teddy.
Can you understand my thoughts, my worries?
I may be nothing but plastic but that doesn't change how I feel.
Cos under my pretty features is a world of darkness.
Oh how it fools people. How can they not see?
But now I have you, my fluffy teddy bear.
I am ready to let the tears fall.
I'm ready to follow the road into our abyss.

*A big thanks to Chibueze Ngene, who came up with this wonderful idea; and also wrote the first part.
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Submitted on May 01, 2011

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I am 13, but have been writing for awhile. My name is Maria. I love to write because it's the only thing that truly lets me express myself. I do not like to show my emotions. That is why I enjoy writing. No one knows that I write poetry, yes some may know my writing abilities, but no one knows I write poetry. I am from Iowa, and have been through a lot. But no matter what I go through, my writings have always helped me get by. I am the oldest of three. I have a younger brother and sister. I do whatever I can so they do not have to remember our horrid past. I shield them from the ugliness of the world, and what they have to go through everyday. Many say I do not cry, but they shall never know the truth. Not showing my emotions? True. Heartless? Not even close. I may seem 'cold hearted' for I have been called that many times, especially by my mother, but I am just saying what you need to hear. I'm not saying I'm the best, but I do not think I'm the worst either. Please enjoy. more…

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