Doll Parts

Stitch meets stitch. You keep sowing me up. Your touch makes me swoon. And your hands are so graceful. They leave their mark. In every stitch they sow. They always know. Who it is they make. Needle stabs me. A thousand times. But i dont feel it nomore. So lay me down. Move on to someone else. Fire flickers somewhere near. Please tell me its for me. Just tell me its mine. All mine. Take me in your hands. Undo all the seems. And light me up. Do you see? What you did to me. You drag me along. Just for a ride. Warm me up cuz im so cold. I need to feel it licking through my bones. Just throw me in. Cause i need to feel warm. Crackle n burn. I need to crackle n burn. You throw me to the side. The fire licks up the walls. Your traped inside. You hold me close. Cause you feel like you should. So we burn together. Splintered bone and ashes. We mix together. What a shame. Your ashes, to be soiled by mine