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Plastic Doll

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Zeax82

Published: Nov 20, 2010

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I mistakingly treated you
Like my own personal doll
And silently smiled
As I watched you fall
I know you are antiplastic
With a wonderful heart
But it never stopped me
From ripping it apart

As the rain fell from the sky
I drowned you in the puddles
I let everything you gave me
Get lost in all the struggles
But i didn't do it to hurt you
I'm just a selfish pig
I didn't mean to blind you
With all my evil tricks

I stabbed you in the back
Let you lay in your own blood
Completely tore you down
And treated you like mud
I broke your perfect spirit
And tainted your love
Smeared your honest name
Never held you up above

I used you as a stepping stone
To aid my own ascent
As I knocked you down
And left your body bent
I used your love
And left you dry
But even now
I don't know why...

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Another poem, this one, a little different from the others, for the one talking is the bad guy, not the victom. I hope you like it still.

Part of my ispiration came for this poem~

You were treating me like I am not a human being, You were acting as if I have got no feelings, I was blind, I wasn't seeing. As if I was your doll, Not even your favourite one. What do you expect me to do? You need to realise, I'm gone! You played by it, You even hit! You hit it, You broke it, Whenever you felt like it doesn't fit. And when you wanted to, you would fix it, With no words, when you just sit. You sit next to it, And treat it anyways. It just wanted you to talk to it, Even a little tiny bit. You are the oby

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rednight4872

Apr 21, 2011

This is just like if I were to look into someones eyes, I would see all the doubts and regrets that they ever had. The only thing that I would be missing is the story, and you provided me with that, lovely. And I will pay my homages to the original as well to not leave the story half finished.

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