down in the
valley of the dolls
the girls
wear their necklaces
made of gold
and their hearts
made of iron.
sadly, i am not
one of those dolls
for i
wear my necklaces
made of rope
and my heart
made of blood.
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tragedy
Poetry[a collection of poetry] tragedy (n.) 1) an event causing great suffering, destruction, and distress, such as a serious accident, crime, or natural catastrophe. 2) dealing with a serious or somber theme, typically that of a great person desti...