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" 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.
By: CHIBUEZE NGENE & MARIA CLINE
*A big thanks to Chibueze Ngene, who came up with this wonderful idea; and also wrote the first part.
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"Toys Are Us (a collabo)" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2022. Web. 4 Oct. 2022. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/89314/toys-are-us-%28a-collabo%29>.