The abandoned playthings

Full of impossible echoes Noise that was never created Lies a land of falling memories,We are among the abandoned playthings

"Why do we leave something we once loved, just to go to the next great thing? Do us, did we even matter to you within your broken heart? As we rot in with heat

Dancing around the ache and misery It is the one thing needed to satisfy Just a hint of you to see if you remember thee Toy of innocence now left to die in dismay

The drawing you work on, the story never fished The days you used to play with me Now, they are just painful marks indeed This feels like a horror dream

" what could have cost you to change so awful? The past you, you wish she dying "

Why do we have to do for the chance? How much will it cost us to see ? Can we still be here much longer? Who are you now, I ponder? You probably wish us into despair All we want to see if you still there? As our eyes are distorted and rip Blood busting of a Plushie The tears we cry, is it frivolity now?