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~ Paper Dolls....

Paper dolls, with real lifes, real hearts.... Where did they go wrong When did they get lost??! Standing on the corner, their worlds passing by Strangers everywhere, while trying to forget Always running; their empty eyes.... Memories, of when they were young All they have, is what once was ~ Paper dolls, with dreams fading inside; fading inside Hollowed; hollowed mornings and darker nights!? Awakening to these walls, I see them all Standing there smiling but dying; dying Where did they go wrong When did they get lost??! These dolls turned to paper; the substance of their lives.... I gaze, with this fire burning deep inside How could this be I wonder These precious, these precious eyes; deep inside This world, this place; where did we go wrong When did we get lost??! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....“Paper Dolls” ~

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Date: 3/24/2012 6:13:00 AM
how are you Mr R? looking back through your poems to find some I haven't read, and this one is rather poignant and haunting, but what a gem! :-) charlotte
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Date: 3/20/2012 11:54:00 AM
I've met some and seen some and even felt like a paper doll from time to time - that emptiness hurts. Beuatiful.
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Date: 2/20/2012 3:40:00 AM
I'm touched by this poem john.It says so much.I wonder if i ever be that paper doll with the wrinkles of time,I wonder when i get there,if 'd look back and cry,yet hopefully i look in the past with a smile and live the moment..ChARMA-TMFVS
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Date: 1/31/2012 9:39:00 AM
Sad that we sometimes end up hollow from life experiences..Enjoyed reading your work..Yes, my mother could make good chicken and dumplings but it wasn't exactly like soup but one could just put some more broth in her recipe and it would be soup..I have never made that dish for my husband doesn't like it..I would eat it some myself..Mother would always boil the chicken back, wing tips, neck, gizzard, heart, and the leg and feet (Ha! Ha!) ..We were so poor that we ate the feet..Sara
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Date: 1/31/2012 9:55:00 AM
Smile ˜ Would that be a monkey or a rabbits foot?? :) *
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Sara Kendrick
Date: 1/31/2012 9:39:00 AM
Really haven't lived until there is a foot minus the toe nails on your plate..Sara
Date: 5/29/2011 8:09:00 PM
Good day so far John, how are you? this lovely night.... And you are always so kind and Divine with your comments... Let me see me on the other hand, I'm silly but still a great lady... And paper dolls... yes i cut and had plenty, but where did them days go.... you take care,..p.d.
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