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Posted on June 6, 2016 at 3:15 PM
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Is that all I am to you?
Hm.
Lust is the only thing that's on your mind,
I should've known.
I mean look at me,
how could anyone ever love a doll like me?
I'm a toy,
I've never mattered.
You just pick me up and throw me around.
I'm just a toy.
When I fell I didn't expect my heart to crack, and break like my porcelain skin.
You ripped it out, my heart,
just like you did
with my poor plastic hair.
My painted smile is fading,
whenever you fake something so long
you get lost in the lie and sometimes even
sick
of
it.
"Soon, but not yet." Why won't you just touch me?
Play with your doll,
love your doll,
pretend with your doll.
I'm just a toy,
I never mattered.
You just pick me up and throw me around.
I was never your favorite to play with.
I'm just collecting dust.
you have that other doll of yours?
That one will always outshine me.
She's yours.
I never used to be,
I don't ever expect to be.
You play with me,
when you love her.
Why am I even here?
I'm not your doll,
you learned how boring I am.
You stopped playing.
I don't know if I should be relieved or not.
I thought I couldn't live without you,
you're doing just fine without me.
I knew I didn't matter,
I was just a toy.
Now I'm just broken pieces of porcelain
you won't even dare to pick up.
-The Broken Poet </3
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