Broken Toys

If you heard the thoughts in my head,
You would think me mad.

A limbless baby doll,
swept under the bed.

A racecar with missing wheels
beneath the stove.

A teddy bear with no stuffing,
between the couch cushions.

If you knew every tear that I shed,
you would think me damaged.

No one plays with broken toys.

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