Doll Parts
Like an old doll my limbs are scattered everywhere away from my body and mind. My face has been shattered. The once flawless porcelain skin is now cracked beyond recognition. One clear brown eye hangs out of my skull my lips have cracked into a deformed smile, twisted and distorted in an eerie sort of way. Nobody takes the time to even try to put my little body back together. Written June 19th, 2001 © on Dec 12 2001 03:16 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Like an old doll..."