Sitting on a pedestal
torn and tattered dress
holding all the memories
of my childhood mess
She’s my ragdoll
I told her all my secrets
my hopes, my fears & dreams
She always was the only one
who’d keep them all for me
She’s my ragdoll
She’s comfort, she’s love
She’s everything I need
She’s’ mystery, she’s history
She meant the world to me
She’s my ragdoll
~SpiderRain
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