Reality of a small dark dream
Which has belonged to the one we call Lord
That women who grow beards
And men with broken bones
To the boys with the ability to talk to snakes
And the girls who have no face
To the children that were thrown away by ‘God’
And the men who have no name
To the humans with distorted bodies
And women with no voice
The small dark dream
Which our lord has dreamed
That all humans should love each other
And doll should be odd
Because dolls don’t feel
And their laughter
Will prove their success
Because us “Dolls” weren’t meant to be loved.
Now thou, who has been eschewed from society
take my hand, and give thy heart in the other.
Now, follow me, come hither.
into the world where thee shall know truth
and thy shalt speak to it
come, take my heart
and make it dance in the sickly glow of the light
until the springs creak,
the gears scream,
and the rust slowly eats it away.
until, I become nothing but scrapped metal
until thoust dies.
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