The Glass Headed China Doll.

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The glass headed baby
Was to heavy for my broken hands
I tried to lift her
She turned to sand

They spoke in languages
Forgein to my ears
I tried to grasp their knowledge
So I could understand their cures.

When she turned to me
Her body was to heavy to hold
I tried not to drop her
But my weak hands couldn't with hold.

She broke into pieces
As her mother cried
I shattered the glass headed baby
I shattered the love in her mothers eyes.





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