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Like a ruined expression
Melting down your face
Leaving tracks of misery
Creating a harrowing distaste
Blank eyes staring
Seeing nothing and everything
Light not reflecting
Taking everything in
Lie awake at night
Helping it grow
Feed yourself lies
Don't let them know
A silent reappraisal
Boost yourself up
No one else can do it for you
Their eyes squeezed shut
Wrench them wide
Make them see what you are
See the broken up picture
Not the shining star
A real world
Where nothing glimmer
It's thrown in a giant vat
Where it cackles and simmers
Keep yourself silent
They already know
Just let them see now
Let it show
What the truth is
What no one can see
Behind closed doors
The next one could be me
Don't let them shut their eyes
They're not allowed to anymore
They have to see now
What you have to endure
What thousands and hundreds
From high and low
Give them what they came to see
A broken doll show
Lined up so perfectly
Big, blank smiles on each one
Inside they want to die
They want to scream and run
Look into the eyes
That's how you can tell
The fear running inside
Battering against an empty shell
The face they all make
The small and silent sounds
Makes you want to break them
Rub their faces into the ground
To see what was so special
What had to be broken
Why it keeps happening
But not a word is spoken
It's a crime of passion
This broken doll on display
So beautifully ruined
Arms curled in dismay
- by Attack of the Anons |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/21/2011 |
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- Title: Broken Doll Display
- Artist: Attack of the Anons
- Description: I've had this for awhile and I doubt many people read the poems on Gaia, but.. here you go.
- Date: 11/21/2011
- Tags: broken doll display
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- 6vn - 12/22/2011
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`Went through the gallery.`
I'm sorry.
I had to.
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