He broke my doll, a beautiful doll;
Made of glass it was, my beautiful doll,
Retreated from the path that led to my sweet doll;
The sweet doll that slaughtered herself for the love that was dear,
Broke down the walls of the stone heart of my sweet doll;
Only to be oblivious that those shattered pieces beat for him only,
He left my sweet doll hanging on a false hope;
Hope that he will love her however broken she was,
Hands tied, lips sealed, mind shut;
I couldn’t save my beautiful doll from the cruelity,
Beauty was her armor, grace was her sheild, laughter was her strenght;
He broke her armor with hammers, destroyed her sheild with bullets, took away her voice to seize her strenght,
Why promised forever after to my beautiful doll, promised forever fairytales;
When he knew today was the last day with my doll, last day of her happiness,
Its a game of words dear by-passer;
Taking a shape of arrow, it plucked through heart of my doll,
Some simple words that broke my beautiful doll.
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