Needles and pins,
Pierced your heart,
Tied with string and cast into the flames,
Drowned in the water til a purple creeps across your face,
Battered and bruised,
Torn and used,
Towards hatred,
A loving gift from a heart filled with spite,
Enemies beware,
With a piece of your hair,
Bound to the doll life you'll be.
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