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Dear Child.

Dear child.

I am the lost and forgotten toy thats been shoved down into the toy box. Your older toys have been fixed, and given to you like new. While they were broken, I was the one to comfort you when you cried. I was the one who took care of you. I was the one who listened to everything you said. But, soon as the old toys were repaired.. I became obsolete. Looked at and played with once in a blue moon. Oh how dearly I miss how things used to be. Oh how dearly I hate being replaced... I was the temporary fix.. Oh how grand that makes me feel.. Oh how desolate and lonely I've become...

Sincerely Yours,
The broken doll.

P.S. I miss you like crazy. Always.

And. I still love you. Always.

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Eh. >_< I hate how things have changed so much in such a short time.

Forgive me if this makes anyone mad or upset.

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