you call me mannequin

caged in a keen

emotional kiln

 

soon foreign thoughts … have become your skin

 

you call mannequin indifferent to pain

hopes and dreams no longer remain

as not you but others gain

 

regrets remorse … drive you insane

 

you call mannequin blind eyes

you havent deciphered foreign deceptions and your lies

but mannequin does realize

 

when tears fall it wont be … mannequins cries

 

you call mannequins feelings unknown

as finally true feelings are shown

but youve knocked mannequin off his paper throne

 

for in his mind youre … flown

 

you call love bird dead

mocking bird is here instead

mannequin is not all unaided

 

so many things mannequin never said …

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