broken doll

and there she was
tiny
withered black claw
where her foot should be
so much hair
legs twisted
with perfect little
feet
sitting at the end
we were quiet and
in awe
of her cuteness
knowing we would
protect her
stand by her
climb mountains
to teach her she
could climb mountains
broken doll


		
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