No longer can she speak, 1
For her keys don’t work.2
No longer can she play,3
She's stuck inside to lurk.4
Dusty lonely surface,5
Shields her from the light.6
The only times she's noticed,'7
Is when she weeps at night.8
Her legs have fallen broken,9
No longer can she stand.10
She longs for some one to touch her,11
With a loving warming hand.12
Remembering the times,13
She’s been used for songs to play.14
Making millions happy,15
They'd all scream ' hooray’16
No longer able to see,17
For she's thrown into darkness.18
Feeling alone, scared.19
And absolutely useless.20
Careful on how you approach her,21
She just might break. 22
Don’t push her too far,23
Believe me, it might be a mistake.24
This poor broken Piano (child)25
Has no longer will to play lullaby,26
She's broken and no longer able,27
Its time for her to say good bye.28
She's dead.
A contest entry
- Emo and love. by aloneallalong.
335 points, ended April 1, 2008, 30 entries
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Comments
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Very good gal! I like it, NO, Love it!
This is...Good but I'll give it a 10, for the others I give a 10.5
Good Job Amaya...
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so sad but still so good
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