She was shattered
broken down and bruised1
She'd been plucked out of glamour
&& left in a world of hand-me-down ribbons
&& secondhand pearls2
(what a girl)3
So she'd cry at night, thinking how
baby dolls were better than baby tears
and how the beatings were preferable to this4
Thinking about mommy's hands and daddy's plans
&& how she'd love to brush that doll's hair
one
last
time5
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Author notes
-Andi
Comments
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this is very good. It seems though as it could be a bit longer... I like it though. Keep up your great work.
TwiztidMaggot -
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Thanks!! I couldn't think of what else to write though!! Lol!
-Andi
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