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May 2017
The first doll is really big
She looks very strong
And even intimidating
She seems so tough and powerful
Beneath this doll theres a sweet little girl
Who loves to show her affection for others
She loves pretty and sweet things
Shes a good christian girl
Always does whats right
And beneath that doll is a screaming lunatic
And insane person who cant be controlled
A mad person with a thurst for blood and vengeance
One who is obviously weighed down by the past
And beneath them all
The tiniest of dolls
Is a sad little girl
Not more than five years old
Shes crying, she never stops crying
Because the only doll in front of her that she can see
Is the screaming lunatic
And the only emotion this little girl knows is fear.
An interesting way i would describe myself, i couldn't sleep last night and thought of this. I think something like it on a movie or something
Poetry of the unstable
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Poetry of the unstable  24/F/Arizona
(24/F/Arizona)   
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   Lawrence Hall, rose and Lost Poet
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