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By Von_blueming
By Von_blueming
Just a doll. A doll in misery, A doll in agony. It's fate in the hands, Those hands that pull the strings. It cries out in pain. But hey, it's just a doll, Certainly what it feels matters not. The strings pulled hard, The doll falls apart, A shallow empty heart weeps But not even the love The twisted hand gives in its twisted ways can save it. Oh empty heart! How art thou broken?
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Just a doll. A doll in misery, A doll in agony. It's fate in the hands, Those hands that pull the strings. It cries out in pain. But hey, it's just a doll, Certainly what it feels matters not. The strings pulled hard, The doll falls apart, A shallow empty heart weeps But not even the love The twisted hand gives in its twisted ways can save it. Oh empty heart! How art thou broken?
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