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Stuffed Dolls and All That I Have

Afraid and alone. Sunrise Sunset, Playing with stuffed dolls Building paradise with all that I have, Desperately. Books, boxes, papers and pencils, Sticks, bottles, clothes and glass Random? No But beautiful. My paradise, I have so little time with you. I must go, I must study, Must recite the dictionary to her, Must not forget a word and if I do, I must not scream, must not cry Must not cry....NO! I must not cry Then sent to prepare for tomorrows She is done with me today And I have you again, my paradise Stuffed dolls and all that I have. A substitute for my tears.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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