Scrap metal (a haiku by me mrgreen it was hard to find a topic and make words flow that's y the story was on hold) *tell me if it's good or bad!*
Sacrificing all To gain a warmth never felt A tale often told
To wish to be born Wishing, waiting for true life Than there I was
And then so were you The warmth that I had wished for My dream had come true
because I am scraps Broken metal cannot feel Therefore I stay cold
That does not stop hope Or wishes or children’s tales Even scraps can dream
blindfoldedBandit · Sun Sep 20, 2009 @ 02:24am · 0 Comments |