doll.

20030903

This one i wrote on my phone...bored while cramming geog...only duck read it....dunno y but i've been writing alot lately...but yea.my publication.once again.i bet it's bad....BUT I'M PROUD OF IT.

I stood there,oblivious
to the noise.Numb,
from the overpowering pain.Dragging
my manniquin foot away from the hungry abyss.

Treated like a toy,lured
to eternal silence.The
silence beckons me,o
sweet lullaby.
Dream?
Nightmare?
Which is it?
A little child beckened me with
his pasted smile.His tiny arms welcomed
me.His fingers.
Cold.
Ball bearings.
His arms wrapped around me,like
a lost child to a mother.

An image.Not real.
His arms are still there.
I cannot fly.
My fate is sealed.
with the kiss of his smile.

No title....yeaps.it's darn late.gtg.g'nite.

all dolled up on 08:57

doll.
scawls on my skin.
20030903 This one i wrote on my phone...bored while cramming geog...only duck read it....dunno y but i've been writing alot lately...but yea.my publication.once again.i bet it's bad....BUT I'M PROUD OF IT. I stood there,oblivious to the noise.Numb, from the overpowering pain.Dragging my manniquin foot away from the hungry abyss. Treated like a toy,lured to eternal silence.The silence beckons me,o sweet lullaby. Dream? Nightmare? Which is it? A little child beckened me with his pasted smile.His tiny arms welcomed me.His fingers. Cold. Ball bearings. His arms wrapped around me,like a lost child to a mother. An image.Not real. His arms are still there. I cannot fly. My fate is sealed. with the kiss of his smile. No title....yeaps.it's darn late.gtg.g'nite. all dolled up on 08:57
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