Ignorant Doll
She watches the world
Not saying a word
Playing silently with her doll
When her parent's heads are turned
She cuts her doll apart
"No one is this perfect"
Why?
She knows how the world works
Her eyes are not clouded
Smiling sadly, she plays
Not saying a thing about her pain
Instead just playing
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