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doll
my fingers shake as I grip
at the soft fur of my
little doll.
Slowly but surely being driven to madness,
trapped inside my own mind, swirling with
thoughts.
The curtains have been closed,
and I have lost sight of the outside.
It is only me
and my doll.
My lips are chapped and
my arms are weak,
still I find the effort to
hold my doll.
The door is locked and
no one holds the key.
My vision blurs,
feeling the arms of my doll
wrap around me.
I lean into the touch,
with the lights off.
This is my last chance.
© AceNeverExistedd.
at the soft fur of my
little doll.
Slowly but surely being driven to madness,
trapped inside my own mind, swirling with
thoughts.
The curtains have been closed,
and I have lost sight of the outside.
It is only me
and my doll.
My lips are chapped and
my arms are weak,
still I find the effort to
hold my doll.
The door is locked and
no one holds the key.
My vision blurs,
feeling the arms of my doll
wrap around me.
I lean into the touch,
with the lights off.
This is my last chance.
© AceNeverExistedd.
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