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Candy doll or a broken childhood?

Wind played the girl\'s hair

She was a quiet and small - too delicate to understand

Wind played the girl\'s fingers

She was a quiet and small - to delicate to understand

Memories, which all fitted box;
Wishes were fulfilled seconds;
Words that are never left without saying;
Holes in the dresses, which were corrected;
It was her nice childhood

The candy thief, which remained unseen;
Drawings, which remained unfinished;
Colors that were left untouched;
It was her nice childhood.

She never played in the sandbox;
She never played volleyball;
She never played a snowball fight;

The emotions that were hidden;
Tears, which no one wiped;
The thoughts that were not shared;
It was her nice childhood

Letters, which were not considered;
Questions that did not respond;
Blood that does not dry out;
Water that does not come in your mouth;
It was her nice childhood

And yet, she does not come and go;
She\'s not walking or sitting;
She cannot hear or speak;

So, whether it was Candy doll or her broken childhood?



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MustMaagia 01/05/2013 [Varia]
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Ingrid M. Susi
Kasutaja MustMaagia profiilipilt

26-aastane noor naine, kes unistab võimatust ja üritab siin maailmas oma kohta leida.

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candy doll broken childhood
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Vali teema: broken



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