Doll

by BrokenMisery   Dec 12, 2004


Stitched in patches
Stitched with pain
There lies a doll
With bloodied contain
With a cross as an eye
With broken hands
Filled with tears
And held with bands
With hollow love
And tainted war
With angel wings
And no dreams to soar
So there lies a doll
With blood red patches
And stitches to hold
Dead with fire
Life now cold
With black respire
There lived a doll

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  • 19 years ago

    by *~Emma~*

    I really enjoy reading your poetry, thanks again so much for your comments, i will take them into consideration! you've done an awsum job with your poetry also!
    luv em

  • 20 years ago

    by SadnesssMadnesss

    That rhyming was peerfect. It had moving words to it and it got to the point. Great poetry. -YM

  • 20 years ago

    by None

    I got sick of the word 'with' after reading this poem...try not to over-kill a word next time...

  • 20 years ago

    by Vanessa Lea

    FANTASTIC!!! gotta love the darkness o_O

  • 20 years ago

    by creasy

    that was really good!! keep it up!! and thanks for the comment!! :)

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