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SUCH A PRETTY DOLL

Button nose
Thread-bare arms
Rosey lips
And made of charms.
Lying still
She’s down the hall
Up on the bed
Such a pretty doll.
But something’s wrong
It’s so un-right
This room is cold
There’s no more light.
The colors are gone
Drained from her eyes
Fading a little more
Every time she cries.
Come closer and look
In shock at what you see
She isn’t what you first
Expected her to be.
She’s broken and torn
Her smile worn away
She’s been played with for too long
And soon the day will come
When she falls apart
With a single touch
Her stitches came loose
Enough was too much.
Her tiny limbs
And her fragile face
Forever reflect
The events of that place
Where she’s lying still
In that room down the hall
Tucked into a box
Such a pretty doll.

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Why can’t I do anything right for myself?

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