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Doll House

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you're are here, and i'm your doll

just pick me and watch me fall

swollen lips, loss of breath

blow a kisses, flirt with death

with strings attached, my puppeteer

it's all become so crystal clear

tattered dress, inflicted pain

you're the reason for the stains

first my sheets and now my soul

it's no wonder i've become so cold

i beg for silence, for escape, for sanity

there's diluted blood split on the vanity

you've no shame,and no regrets

i still taste your cigarettes

saddened eyes, painted smile 

innocence taken from a child

again you feel the flesh on flesh

scars are open, wounds bleed fresh

porcelain skin, becomes concrete

the little doll admits defeat

 
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lipslikemorphine Creativity - Poem published by 1 year ago ()

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kjb21 (not verified)

this is, as i call, so

1 year () (Permalink)

this is, as i call, so hauntingly beautiful! job well done. yet, i see the pain woven in the words. im so sorry. but truly amazing poem.

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taayylleerr123 taayylleerr123

beautiful

1 year () (Permalink)

this is beautiful. absolutely breath taking.

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shard_of_light (not verified)

Poor little doll

1 year () (Permalink)

I cry for her

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