“BROKEN DOLL”
My porcelain doll, in china made
broken legs and teary eyes
Your dirty dress no longer red,
goldie locks, untrusty cries
Tricky bitch with ribbon blue,
scars on face and bloody tears,
Shadowy soul, pure untrue,
fake your smile, no one cares.
Beating heart but dead inside,
silver nails, those killer blades
danger might, my beauty bride,
will follow I, your morning shades.
Broken wings buried down here,
next to me, an inch between,
a true love vow I whisper near,
promise made to my dear queen.
Martín Ochoa
28/Jun/07
My porcelain doll, in china made
broken legs and teary eyes
Your dirty dress no longer red,
goldie locks, untrusty cries
Tricky bitch with ribbon blue,
scars on face and bloody tears,
Shadowy soul, pure untrue,
fake your smile, no one cares.
Beating heart but dead inside,
silver nails, those killer blades
danger might, my beauty bride,
will follow I, your morning shades.
Broken wings buried down here,
next to me, an inch between,
a true love vow I whisper near,
promise made to my dear queen.
Martín Ochoa
28/Jun/07
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