C O L L A P S E

C O L L A P S E

A Poem by Emunah June.

Each wind-up doll

Can only be wound up so much

Before the winding key breaks

And you're left with an empty shell

Of a doll

You once loved

© 2011 Emunah June.


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Rae
Love this! ^^

Posted 13 Years Ago
Small, but captivating, I love it.

Posted 13 Years Ago

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