

The Rag DollShe built her home in tear drops And gave her heart to the sky. She tied up leaves Around her sleeves And pretended she could fly.The Rag Doll
One morning in mid Winter On a day that felt more like Spring, She opened her ears To the sound of tears And imagined she could sing.
Overhead the birds would sweep In sunshine or in rain. Part of a crowd They were happy and proud And ignorant of her pain.
With a final farewell to teardrops She climbed the tallest tower... In her silent voice She made her choice Knowing freedom was
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