The doll on the shelf, kind of sitting by
itself; the doll with no clone,
original, alone. Too expensive to buy but
so perfect to the eye! The expression filled
with fright, the doll of porcelain so white.
The one could never share,
the doll of golden, honey hair.
Eyes so blue they match midnight!
It seems she always wants to cry.
The doll in the set, the doll one cannot
forget. The doll so filled with sadness,
the doll one just can't miss.
Never was there a better doll before one of
a tragic fall
The doll that is no more..
shattered...
broken...
on
the
floor.
 
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