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Broken Doll
Broken doll, made to grow up way to soon
From life’s knocks, she never was immune
A bruised body, mind that failed to reform
But with a hidden strength not to conform
All hated her inner soul that was not theirs
Her secret thoughts left them all unawares
To the power, she held within her own ego
Whilst, fighting for her inner, chosen credo
What was her religion, was anyone’s guess
Bound with stop signs to others, no access
Left alone, the only player in her, own play
Living in her mind what should be each day
One day, a light will dim on her pantomime
As she ails being born before her own time
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