Current Residence: Land of Sun and Cinema
037:There once was a doll named Sophie,037: by satyahgraha
who used to wear a frown,
I found her one day on the playground
and I never put her down.
We used to go out dancing
oh, how she loved to cut a rug,
I'd laugh at her gay enthusiasm,
and be met with a smile and a shrug.
We don't go out so much these days,
she says she's had her fill
of men who don't really like her
and whose drinks somehow always spill.
She sits and tells me stories,
tales of her past,
she says I get the privilege of listening
since I was always too polite to ask.
She tells me of her previous owners
who threw her fragile body around
how they would get angry with her
if she ever made a sound.
They'd try to cover up her cracks
with clay and paint and frills
she would sit all day,
keeping absolutely still.
Her eyes soon lost their sparkle,
her skin had lost its touch,
she missed the people she once loved
very, very much.
She became fed up with everything.
She ran away one day
but when winter hit she became very lost
she had gon