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Dollhouse


I'm trapped inside this house you see,                  
But then I hear a sound.                      
So I frantically looked around.      
Then what I see      
Is something that haunts the rest of me. 
 

I'm trapped inside this house you see,                 
A bright light is shining upon me. 
A little girl has opened the door     
To her dollhouse, to play some more. 
 

I'm trapped inside this house you see,   
Because I'm no longer me.   
A doll is what I'm supposed to be. 
Perfection is what you seek,        
But sadly that's not me. 
 

I'm trapped inside this house you see,    
Being tossed and turned is no fun to me.    
When she closes the dollhouse and goes to bed   
That's when I said    
It's clear that I may never leave,   
But maybe if I just believe. 
 

 

 

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selenadporter25
<p>That&#39;s beautiful; so the doll in the poem is a reference to you?</p>

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