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Automaton Bride
Dancing alone on a small stage
In a small store with nobody near
Stood a small doll on a small platform
The golden automaton bride
Her hair as brown as chocolate
Her eyes were painted to match
Her golden dress was covered in gears
This gorgeous automaton bride
She had a job and she did it well
Entertaining young boys and girls
Whenever they came into the store they cried
“Look it’s the automaton bride”
Though they never bought her, they watched
Her dances smooth as a feather
She danced for anyone who winded her box
This dancing automaton bride
The bride was tired of dancing though
Her body was getting weak and frail
Some children had dropped her before
Making this cracked automaton bride
She wasn’t as pretty, her hair was disheveled
You would think she was to be thrown out
Her dances were smaller, her sadness was bigger
The depressed automaton bride
Oh how she lusted to stop dancing
To move on with all her heart
But she couldn’t escape the turning box
The trapped automaton bride
It was almost as if she was drowning
Drowning in the sorrow and shame
Her heart ached so bad, it stung her
A shattered automaton bride
One night when the store had closed
And the regular customers had gone
She looked down at her pedestal
The lonely automaton bride
“I want to be free and dance
On a stage like the ballerinas
Yet I am too hideous to do so,
I’m an ugly automaton bride
My heart is golden, I have dreams
But yet I am only so small
I can only do so much attached”
Said the faded automaton bride
With one twist and then the next
Her springs came loose and she was free
She smiled, but she couldn’t walk
She was trapped, that automaton bride
As she struggled to walk and dance
She slipped on a spot of water
And off the counter she fell
That porcelain automaton bride
When the morning arrived the next day
The children came in to the store
They cried to the man at the counter
“What happened to the automaton bride”
“Well kids, you see she fell off her box
She got too tired and leapt
Sometimes you can’t stop the fate
Of a heartbroken automaton bride.”

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