The Doll Collector

  • Glass eyes Floating through my mind Extenuating All the poems and rhymes Moving mouths no hands in sight The things you would see In the middle of the night Chips and splinters The wood runs out Porcelain faces Be careful don’t shout The faces staring The wandering eyes They want you darling But no your mine The people They don’t actually care They can say it But could never hold your stare The hands they move The mouths they scream The children are taken Your life is worth more then it may seem The outfits are innocent The faces creep me out They’re no longer lying They’re out and about The children Seem to be amazed The men are confused The women all but dazed Your tongue is precious Your blood is sweet Your skin so gentle What a treacherous treat The stares they linger The lies they stare Your throat is bleeding Lost from the air.
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