playground

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    playground
    my mind is like a living playground
    how it plays so many tricks up there
    and if it's the playground i'm the child
    child over protective of what mine

    mine...

    or a least what i think it mine
    you think i was a slave master
    because people are mine to
    like a toy in my room

    toy...

    to compare a toy to a living this is truly
    insane but it true
    they are all the same thing to me
    but unlike an toy

    a person can leave

    A PERSON CAN LEAVE
    a toy that can hate you
    and walk away
    and you can lose it
    forever if it feels the need
    even if you gave it everthing
    it can just find a new owner 
    what do you do with toys as bad
    as this?
    destroy it
    or destroy it's new master

    and let it hate you
         or let it go
    and be alone

    but to be with it out of self pity 
    it worst then be alone
    so for now i will be a child
    and be over protective of whats mine
    because being the child that i am
    i can find a new toy

    so let the old ones leave
    let them find new owners
    but what if they want to be the toy again


    and i find a owner that not so nice

    childern do play very bad games

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    indiancowboy91 commented on playground

    07-07-2009

    I think you need to go back to school. This is not poetry, it's more like jabberwocky. I can't understand why this site allows something like this to be added as poetry.
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    baddollyr2

    07/08/2009

    you know art is something that change from person to person if i was you and your so into poetry as you say you should have ask me to edit it or looked at my other ones but you didn't and on top of that you don't have one poem on your page. not that's not right

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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