China Doll

September 15, 2008
By , Rochester, NY
I sit here,
My gaze never moves,
Expression never changes.
A silver tear drops down my cheek, That you put on with your silver ink.
The boxes that sit around me,
Some untouched,
And never opened.
You come,
And throw me at the wall,
My marble eyes roll on the floor,
The china breaks against the wall.
I am your broken china doll.

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