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Doll
Porcelian face
eyes glistening in glaze
False lips sculpted into a smile
Or so that is how i feel in this daze
Made to last but so fragile
Price to purchase is too high
most just pass by and by
Sitting all alone in the toy aisle
She comes with a hat a bottle and a book
take care of her pamper her with love
As time elapse she is no longer needed
The little boy just passes by his shelf withought even a look
So sad but tru this doll of his
once played twice used
never again bothered
All she ever wanted was just a kiss
Dust collected upon but she will still await
So blinded from the filth
no more glistening glaze
She continues to sit and watch as it is all too late
