I sit
I wait
I stair
my glance unfazed by time
or people
I wait for a time when i will be loved cherished once more
My clothes a simbol of my time
My hair
My fair
All symbol's my time,
of me
what's forgotten no loger loved as a toy
no longer a friend to confide in
first barbie
kicks my out my smooth porcleain hands breaking in her plasticy grip
like a choke hold on my future
Then evan the blond barbie queen was gone
ha
now she's sitting next to me!
New technologie every day
creeps in kicking a nother out
there all laying next to me
sad breaking with time
But I wait
I wait for my time to come again



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