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Author: Kayla Christine
Fiction Rated: K - English - General/Poetry - Reviews: 7 - Published: 10-23-04 - Updated: 10-23-04 - id:1744497
Baby Doll
I peered up from my eternal grave,
Cold and broken, won't be saved.
Lonely, lonely, this is my world.
Locks of gold, matted and curled.

You left me lying here on the floor,
Your time I shall have no more.
Unloved, untouched; what was my sin?
You won't touch my porcelain skin.
Stepped on and ignored every day,
I can't speak up, nothing to say.
Silence, silence, it has no end.
You've forgotten me, your childhood friend.

You've grown up, I watch, I see.
Time stands still for one like me;
Frozen, frozen, I don't grow old.
I'm only a doll you used to hold.



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