Blood Doll

Drops of blood upon the wall,
How long will you take to fall?
If sit and wait awhile,
I think I'll slowly start to smile...
At the drops of blood, dripped from the doll.

The doll was cute, oh yes she was!
She's hung from high up on the walls.
I put her there,
She didn't care!
About how I tied her,
High on the walls.

She stopped caring long ago,
Back when the leaves had turned to snow,
I took her down to the little brook lane,
We each took turns in saying our names,
She tried to leave, it caused me pain...

So I took her away,
And at the end of the day,
She was going to stay!
Stay up on my walls with me!

Now I sit here and stare...
With nary a care...
My little doll and me.