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Broken doll... I’m a broken doll, And you’re e the puppeteer, Take control from me And wipe away my fear. I don’t t claim to be perfect - I know I’m damaged goods, But I wanna be let out of darkness Just like every lady would. Lick my wounds and watch them heal With a healing heart, Embrace my sadness, after , Cause there is no-one else I’d ask. . Piece Me back together, The broken and sweet, You thought my heart was made of wood But I can hear it beat. scared of shadows in the night, When you’re not there my side. Sick of nightmares in my sleep - Theres no place I can hide. See the beauty in the blood, That drips down from my eyes Hold the parts that were ripped That had took me surprise. I’m a broken doll, And you’re the puppeteer Take control of me And wipe away my tears Thank you Paloma Faith |
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Sending you some good vibrations for a better future. "One Big Sky Covers Us All Equally"
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6/1/2021 3:09 pm |
There is comfort in the dance at the end of the strings, as the doll knows she was meant to be there x My Words Are A way Into Your Mind...Be brave And let Me In.
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Very special post, mused.
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