The doll


And there she was
Looking to an empty space
Her mind lost someplace else
Like a frozen doll with a vanishing soul
Somehow she looks scared
Like she wanted to escape
But she remains, in silence
so fragile yet so beautiful
It’s hard not to look at her
It’s hard not trying to imagine what happen to her
Who got her trapped like that
Her skin so smooth
Her eyes glowing in the dark
Both souless
The imagine of who she used to be
Of someone who just got frozen in time
A retreat to the world
That she no longer recognizes as her own
Fading away until she becomes just a vague memory
Of the girl she used to be

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