My White Paper Doll (Goodbye My Childhood),
I kept dolls,
All the range,
I had them all,
More than most,
Soft and hard,
Fragile and durable,
My face a mask,
Did you see it?
Was I real?
Was I fake?
Soft and fragile,
Hard and durable,
So you said,
You said you could,
And I found you,
I found you couldnt,
Destruction,
Be my sweet oblivion,
I tore you to shreds,
My white paper doll,
You were solid,
Violated and alone,
With you I bid,
Goodbye my childhood.













Comments
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Peace is my profession......mass murder is just a hobby.....
It's still midnight ain't it?
Overall, this is a nice poem. Love the ending. Nice and finite...
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"8 of the 10 people in my head are telling me not to kill you......."
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