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by Stephanie Aug 23, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I come in pieces big and small stitch me together I am a doll Stitch one, two, three, until I'm done don't be afraid I can't run my bones are brittle my skin is weak you can't save me my future is bleak one more stitch it can't hurt, the girl in stitches no longer alert