28 February 2013
Im lying here, a broken doll My dress all torn and worn I got chucked back here months ago In a pile of prickly thorns
My owner didn't want me She grew up fast through the years Im lying here so broken and hurt Full of falling tears
We use to play all day and night And always at the weekend But that feeling deep down inside knew it would soon come to an end
She always use to dress me In a pink frilly dress She would pretend i was an elegant girl Who always looked her best.
I really miss those days now Now she's grown into a teen I wish i could go back in time again As those years were like a dream
The Broken Doll • Opuss № I