Valley Of Disney Dolls Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Smear the face with beauty paste
Stain the lips swollen, red and just-kissed
Or bitten,
Ravaged, or rewarded and smitten?
My mouth filled with regrets
Swallow them, hide them
Filled with rotten contents, so I deny them
Ugly truths and rotting fruit
Poisoned apples, as I lie
Paint my hair, color my eyes
Thick coats of each
Appear flawless so I can hide
The dying dream, the succession
My emotional core starts regressing
Dull the fire, counterfeit lights
Dark worlds are always there
A constant winter or midnight
Remember to appear perfect and petite,
Lifeless, breathless, alive and deathless
That's the real world, uncurled and unfurled
Broken, together, dissolved then revealed
Again, no breathing, no breath, no life—
Is this eternal, is this death?
The errorless world does not exist!
Neither does the tree, the fruit, the frog or the kiss
No more words, the world that's a dream
Dead and left floating, aimlessly in this stream
Mouth cracked open, as I scream, and I gulp for a breath
In happily never ever
Perfect, and life-less
Encompass the doll, bewitched by misery
Now, in my life, there is no more mystery
And I decide not to breathe;
Why would I even try?
Dolls they don't breathe,
And, see; so dolls they must DIE.


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