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Barbie's Smile

Barbie’s Smile why do they treat me like crap, you know all of them do, always have I'm like a plastic doll they all want to undress and toss aside when they get tired of playing with Barbie’s wear a permanent smile their made to look good no matter what they let you pose their bodies anyway you like and they don't crack or break with pressure other girls love them and little boys hate them they try their best to destroy them but no matter how hard you kick or abuse them you'll never see Barbie cry it's easy when you only see an object they can't tell you when it hurts they have no heart or feelings to crush it's even impossible to bruise them so when you pick up your plastic doll the one who's always ready for you with a permanent smile remember I'm not a toy you can molest I'm a human being who feels hurt on the inside and unlike Barbie I do cry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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