Little ThingsA Poem by James Be careful who you befriend Shattered glass of a cursed past. Giving life to toys long since forgotten by hands of the damned. Sharing screams with nowhere to run. The children have returned to play with these…little things. Won’t you join in the fun? © 2013 James |
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