The girl who made dolls


I'm the girl who made dolls.

They where the only one I trusted.

I gave them names. I gave them feelings.I gave them life.

Why?

Because they loved me. They cared for me.

They existed for me.

I was never alone. They were always with me.

Made me feel happy. Made me feel beautiful.

But now they are gone.

They
have taken them away.

They say love are for those who live.

They say they are going to make me better.

Make me fit in.

I'm locked into a withe room.

Alone.  

I was the girl who made dolls.









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