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Ode to the Little Porcelain Doll
Your crystal eyes
Gaze
Knowingly
I think that it’s the end
Somewhere along the road I wondered
Why we were ever friends
I was only seven when
You came into my life, wrapped
In crinkled paper; ribbon
Came with a tiny silver brush
A royal throne to sit on
A lacy bed for you to lie
A chain upon your wrist
To think you had such lovely things
I planted you a kiss
But soon
The excitement
Soon, the rush
Was all but gone
Lost like your brush
I wondered about
Other things
Like fancy clothes and diamond rings
While you sat discontent
To gather dust
I circumvent
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