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Look at the dolly with porcelain skin
with a hollow expression and plaster-faced grin
Her silky smooth hair, all draped in her face,
leaving her gaze to seem rather misplaced
Though her elegant clothing is frilly and sweet
i can feel a stronge malice, though its discreet
Sometimes I wonder whats going on in her mind
Of what dark secrets I would find
But, I can dress or undress her, put a bow in her hair
Its the same to the dolly; she just doesnt care
Because, any feeling a doll could feel
would most certainly never be real
Just a fantasy, in the mind of a child
Short lived, simple, and playfully wild.
Alas, in the end its all the same
Til someone makes her feel again
Glassy eyes stare blindly, all the while
She hides behind her painted on smile.
- by ForeverKenny |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/30/2010 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- ForeverKenny - 08/31/2010
- Thanks dear.
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- Da Evil Cookie Monster - 08/31/2010
- Ooo wow that's really good!
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