I create dolls of cotton,
And pour emotions in them.
I also make them grow.
Oh these little things,
So pretty and curious.
I create more dolls of cotton,
And make them friends.
Ah! I'm bored, really bored.
I scatter some white blood around.
Some dolls become wet and heavy,
Yet some are safe and sound.
Why is it so quiet?
I create crime and show how it's done.
My cotton dolls follow them exactly.
My, how exciting and vicious.
But oh! it's not enough, I need more.
I play with their emotions,
And with the mind and heart I gave them.
"Dolls will", that's something!
They kill, they heal, they love.
They obey, they defy, they serve.
You dare defy me?
Anyone that defies me shall be executed.
Now creating a pool of white blood.
Oh, what a perfect place for a swim...
YOU ARE READING
Not a story but a piece of my mind
Poetryhow about just check it out what's inside... tell me what you think from your perspective. ? ***** writing, rhyming, making others confused - love it! ?? ~~~~~~~~ Take a chance and explore my mind! ??? Lots and lots of hearteu~~~ ❤❤❤
