Staring at a porcelein doll.
She is broken from a accidental fall.
The child who held her now looks away.
From the misery of her mistake one day.
She was running around in the house.
Looking for something exciting like a mouse.
Lost her grip, and then the doll feel.
For months, the girl never felt well.
Her marionette doll.
Dusty and forgotten.
Face broken and a the glue draws a tear down her eye
Marionette doll.
Fabric torn and softened.
Couldn't be fixed no matter how hard she tried.
The little girl, her mommy at work.
Daddy left, everyone said he's a jerk.
Alone at home, she used to go play.
With a doll she named Annabelle Kay.
Twenty years passed, she looks in the attic to see
The doll she rejected for boys and money
She looks and thinks of her past
Didn't see it coming this friendship wouldn't last
Her marionette doll.
Dusty and forgotten.
Face broken and a the glue draws a tear down her eye
Marionette doll.
Fabric torn and softened.
Couldn't be fixed no matter how hard she tried.
Mother forgot her in a bus stop at three.
She cried and cried was found later, but see
Her heart was broken, a doctor tried to mend
It was fixed, but the scars where there, they couldn't pretend
She was broken, a tear forever there
You couldn't see it unless she gave you a stare
Her eyes cold, gray as the sky
With her doll, she will forever lie
Blargh, poetry don't like meh. >.<
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