

The little dollhe slides a comb through his little doll's hair so softly it whispers as he smiles his precious little possession,a gift on a birthday strange for a small boy to love a doll strange for someone so young to love so muchThe little doll
its been a while since he opened the box so full of fear,of hope, of wonder years later and the hair is worn clothes tattered,eyes forlorn but he still loves his doll
he's grown up now, the doll is gone,not forgotten but moving away he's scared to pick her up again scared to touch what was so precious afraid to lose what means so m


Sleeping PrinceYesterday we walked outside in the rain made plans for when the sun shined for when the earth would be yours and mine nowadays it always rains and i'm alone waiting for an end to this pain when i saw you hit the ground i knew I wouldn't last for long tried to wake you,you wouldn't wake,so stubborn still the same,ordinary and still,mundane and my friend, wondering why you had to leave me here alone...Please come back soon Half of everything will never get to see the half of you that I loved more than me hidden inside,only available to those who trSleeping Prince
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still your kitty
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