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You take me out, and pull my strings, and for you, I do a bunch of things, when you get bored you lock me up, with the rest of your things, like your old firetruck. I'm all alone in this box my home and I want to be free I want someone with me. I want to be taken out my happiest time, no doubt, playing, laughing at my antics, it sure beats that box, and all its Lego bricks take me with you wherever you go and know through it all I'll be there when you fall because your my owner and I'm your doll.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
Your Doll
You take me out, and pull my strings, and for you, I do a bunch of things, when you get bored you lock me up, with the rest of your things, like your old firetruck. I'm all alone in this box my home and I want to be free I want someone with me. I want to be taken out my happiest time, no doubt, playing, laughing at my antics, it sure beats that box, and all its Lego bricks take me with you wherever you go and know through it all I'll be there when you fall because your my owner and I'm your doll.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
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