And she had a doll that was different from others,
And it was not a usual doll on a dusty shelf.
And it was simple
And complicated
And even strange,
But she took it because it reminded her of herself.
But when time gone by
By looking at other dolls
She wished that hers would be closer to it.
And she took a colors and scissors and fabric
And started to change
This doll outfit...
And she changed her face
Not to look so naive,
And she changed her dress
And her way of speach
And she made her to like things that she would like,
And she tought her things that she never did.
But in all the changes something was lost
And the doll looked fake
With this different face
So she wrapped her in paper
And put her away
In a closed box on a dusty shelf.
And it was not a usual doll on a dusty shelf.
And it was simple
And complicated
And even strange,
But she took it because it reminded her of herself.
But when time gone by
By looking at other dolls
She wished that hers would be closer to it.
And she took a colors and scissors and fabric
And started to change
This doll outfit...
And she changed her face
Not to look so naive,
And she changed her dress
And her way of speach
And she made her to like things that she would like,
And she tought her things that she never did.
But in all the changes something was lost
And the doll looked fake
With this different face
So she wrapped her in paper
And put her away
In a closed box on a dusty shelf.
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Date: 2006-10-20 03:15 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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