The Lonely Mannequin

October 28, 2010
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She watched the world through a glass window
The real world
How she desired to touch
To breathe
To move
How she envied the couples who walked by
With their bony hands intertwined
Her own plastic feet were glued to the floor
She watched the living walk
Unorganized and imperfect
Slouching, yawning, burping
While her own body stood poised
Tall and perfectly sketched and carved
Why couldn’t she be normal
Why couldn’t she be real

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Poppyyyman said...
Nov. 23, 2010 at 6:35 am
this one is fantastic're saying alot of cultural importance even while keeping it simple.  .. you should write more and put it on!
Emilia M. replied...
Nov. 23, 2010 at 3:33 pm
thank you very much! i plan on publishing more pieces soon! :)
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