In a dolls’ city
nothing can be felt
but threads
nothing make sense
but shouts and laughter
blood is a mere color
that tends to catch the eye
and make the dolls speak
out of real passion.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 5:24 PM UTC
In a dolls’ city
nothing can be felt
but threads
nothing make sense
but shouts and laughter
blood is a mere color
that tends to catch the eye
and make the dolls speak
out of real passion.
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