Broken little baby doll,
Fractured, sharpened ends.
Play with little girls and boys,
Make your mark on them.
Oh it’s not your fault my babe,
Not your fault at all.
Someone dropped you,
Made you
fall.
Not your fault at all.
A Broken little baby doll,
Makes a million more.
Shattered heads and eyes and legs,
Writhing on the floor
This feels unfinished but I realised my own feelings on the topic are still on their own journey. As always, let me know your thoughts.
