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Your Delicate Prize

Our wispy blonde hair, now frizzy and worn
Our old matching clothes, now tattered and torn
Our smooth rosy cheeks
Now scratched up with age
As we lay here forgotten in this clear plastic cage
 
Remembering the days you dragged us along
Ruling the world as your partners in crime
Your fearless companions and your little spies
Forever, it ends, in the blink of an eye
And we no longer are your delicate prize
 
Watching in horror as you gathered new friends
And pushed us aside where our feelings won’t mend
Cold and alone, growing heavy with dust
Years will go by and dawns turn to dusk
 
Through reminiscence of good times once spent
One thing we will never forget
You making a wish, starlight star bright
And kissing our heads
Before saying goodnight

(2013)

In the point of view of a favorite set of toys watching as you grow up and get new thing to capture you interest

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