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Faded petticoat,
knotted curls,
an innocent reminder of youth.
Crystal blues eyes
forced permanently open.
Oh, to think of what you’ve seen!
Smooth, pale skin,
cold and hard,
a rusted buckle on your shoe.
A shoe that has never
graced the ground.
Perfect mouth
sealed forever shut.
What might you say
if you could?
Torn lace,
stoic face,
so full of grace.
Tiny porcelain doll.