He used her like a toy –
She didn’t care
A thing he could enjoy –
Then leave her there
And when the last lie died –
She begged for more
Discarded, useless, broken
On the floor
He used her like a toy –
She didn’t care
A thing he could enjoy –
Then leave her there
And when the last lie died –
She begged for more
Discarded, useless, broken
On the floor
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🙁 but also <3, lovely
Thank you. It was a sad situation in real life.
Very sad that this is so often a true story. http://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/09/19/to-the-moon-alice/
Oh no! Make her get back up, you can do it, Owen. Write her a new life 🙂
It is sad but true…
🙁
The real life subject of this piece has yet to find it… but I’m hoping…
On a serious note, I was in a couple of tragic relationship situations like that back when. So, I actually related a lot with the poem. Know that there is hope. I’ll lend my strength to it as well…
Thank you, Angelina. I really, really appreciate it.
This is great.
We have all seen it, over and over.
Briefly and simply put. Sad that it is so common. Some of us get out, but others stay, no matter how much others try to help them.