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The dolls

Darling the dolls are waiting

If you don't come

They will start changing

The dolls on your shelf

They are questioning themself

They are screaming for help

They sound so funny

Their mouth stuffed with money

Their tongue is slathered in honey

Their noses are runny

With blood pouring out

All they do is silently shout

Darling I think you

Are losing control

What do you think

How weak is your role

I am your art piece  

In black and blue  

I am a passenger  

With a hijacked crew  

Now I am sky Barbie  

Plastic, split in two  

It looks like a sky  

But birds can't fly  

If you can  

Give it a try

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