Broken toy

by Nobody   Apr 2, 2010


A beautiful doll
placed on the top shelf
rosy cheeks and curly hair

lets take her down
with nasty little hands
and play violent games

lets twist and pull
we'll bend and break
see how much our dolly can take

it won't hurt, dollies can't cry
they suffer in silence
for dollies only die inside

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