The Porcelain Doll,
As cute as can be,
Sits in the corner,
She stares at me,
She's dressed in red,
Her skin is pale,
I place her at the foot of my bed,
My adoration for her shall prevail,
I hold her in my arms,
I cant let her go,
Her adorable charms,
Her expression is hollow,
I love her a lot,
Thats something that never stops,
Although my eyes are blood shot,
I continue to watch the raindrops.
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