Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Doll Bride


They said I was easy to hurt
like a doll
it's easy you know
to tamper with my limbs
you can make me wear strings
make me wear only skin
create strings with my hair

then say
I cannot feel
I am obsolete
I am not human

I am just a bride

Pretty as a Rose
a Rose that has thorns
that can be plucked

petals too
all peeled
naked
juicy
chaste
corruptible
by thine
lust

I am a bride
I am a bride
I wear petals and thorns
only

some you can't see
some you can't hear

but I am but bones stitched to flesh

just a bride
just a doll

to be forever

plucked

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