Author: Ekonsine PM
Poem of love and how much a person gives into it, and loses in the end.Rated: Fiction M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Words: 182 - Published: 01-12-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3091564
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As if a doll with glass orbs for eyes,
I can no longer let loose my cries.
My hair, my face, my body too,
I gave it away, it belongs to you.
Another aspect that I am a doll.
Broken and incomplete I fall.
You used to love and cuddle me,
Now I'm not the one you see.
In the darkness, I am left to hide,
Watching with sad, stony eyes.
I made myself into what you want,
Now my reflection can only haunt.
I, myself, now am a reminder of you,
In the mirror now, I see you too.
I can't make all of this pain go away,
I need you to come back to me today.
I'm an empty but pretty shell of a doll,
My soul has left, it's taken to fall.
Yet if you looked into my glass eyes,
I know it would surpass the miles.
This broken doll can have repair,
You just have to show you care.
Your one and only, I want to be,
Just leave the other dolls for me.