Broken Doll

Weave and stitch pieces together,

Intricate colours, emotions like feathers,

A doll full of life

Ingrained forever


Create memory to break what’s sewn,

Stitching new parts and fixing old bones,

A doll in the making,

Who has always grown


Yet! Upon the breaking,

The mending,

The twisting,

There is the shaking and quaking


Sometimes, though, the break’s severe

It feels lost in the fear

The damage may break little doll’s soul,

There’s the point, it’s almost here


Point to break

And time to crash

Not all we were

Was meant to last


Broken doll

In pieces toll

Patched together

Becoming whole


A little broken,

Stitched together

Held in place,

Yet loved forever.

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