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Oh, Poor Atlas by ~karuslumen
China DollChina Doll by ~karuslumen
Little darling china doll,
Sitting on the shelf,
Is just a toy to everyone,
Even to herself.
Little darling china doll,
A broken, cracked thing,
Empty, hollow shell inside,
Bloody heart unbeating.
Little darling china doll,
Your limbs are freezing cold,
Your tongue no more sound will make,
So only you can know.
Little darling china doll,
Painted with a gentle grace,
Concealing an empty hole,
Behind that chiseled face.
Little darling china doll,
Doing as she may please,
Hiding her hurt confusion,
Underneath her white silk sleeves.
The Beast at the End of the HallwayThe Beast at the End of the Hallway by ~karuslumen
We wander the halls in the dark of night, unable to face anyone after The Incident. Here,there is no one to speak to, no one to try to comfort us with empty condolences.
One night, we stumble upon an unfamiliar corridor. At the end of the short hallway, a beast stands, staring at us. He sneers, a cold gleam dully shining in his empty eyes. Broken is the best word to describe him, we think to ourselves. His face, probably once handsome, looks hollow and gray. More than anything else, he seems as frightened of us as we are of him. He snarls and backs away from us, an unsuppressed hatred evident in his stiff movements. We can't help but feel pi
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