Back when she was a girl there was a plan to see her through her life: get married, settled down, and have some kids and be a good housewife; but she would go to bed at night with day-glo stars
Airy lights stuck on the ceiling of her room as she dreamt of another life.

Now its too late to go back home, its saccharine and silicone, for a broken barbie doll. sleeping pills and alcohol, and nights shed rather not recall, for a broken barbie doll.

And though the hands that played with her were cold she let them drag her down, and as her cardboard world begins to fall, shes lying on the ground.

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Her mother writes her every week, she says shes worried for health. her dad says shes finding her feet, but now shes lying on the shelf. like faulty goods that are returned, her pretty finger
All burnt.

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Broken barbie doll, for a broken barbie doll.
Broken barbie doll, for a broken barbie doll.
Broken barbie doll...