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What if i was a doll.... Wait I´m...
What if I was a doll with black silky hair, and ivory skin? What if my owner painted my lips red as blood and cheeks like roses? Dressed in black like a mourner, in a lilac Victorian dress and fur like a royal princess or a white nightgown with laces. That would be something.
My owner, my master would love me with all of his or her heart and of the love I get from them I will receive my own soul, my own heart beat, my own voice and I will give them my unconditional love.
But don’t break my Heart and toss me away for then my heart will stop and my soul will fly away. Don’t tear my hair or toss me in the wall by your angry. Don’t destroy my clothes and don’t pull my arms so hard. One day I might not be able to get fixed or I give up and no matter what that twinkle in my eye will be lost forever. I’m a doll remember that, I’m fragile just like a human. My feelings can be hurt and I can brake. I’m only a doll made to love my owner’s heart. I’m just a doll but I wish I could be loved by a human only when it’s your love my owner, my master.
What if I was a doll with black silky hair, and ivory skin? What if my owner painted my lips red as blood and cheeks like roses? Dressed in black like a mourner, in a lilac Victorian dress and fur like a royal princess or a white nightgown with laces. That would be something.
My owner, my master would love me with all of his or her heart and of the love I get from them I will receive my own soul, my own heart beat, my own voice and I will give them my unconditional love.