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Automaton Bride

November 17, 2020
By nr_wolfman BRONZE, Somewhere, Other
nr_wolfman BRONZE, Somewhere, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"Not all stories end happily. Not all characters need a happily ever after. Sometimes life is like that, but in the end of it all, it comes back to benefit us..." ~N.R. Wolfman


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.”


The author's comments:

Sometimes, things just don't turn out like they should. Those you care about turn on you, things hurt you more than they should, and yet we keep dancing. Some keep dancing without a purpose, knowing freedom is out of their reach, so why do we keep dancing? That is a question the world might never have an answer to...


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