Alive Doll

For a fabulous artist and Lady of Pink: @Cerise

Part 2 (final)

I was created in this workshop so dreary, As a common doll, they pull my strings so tight. Anyone can make me dance, it's clear, you see, Unaware of what may happen in the night.

My creator diligently carved me out, Striving for my resemblance to a human form. Piece by piece, he sewed my body, no doubt, But alas, he forgot one thing: a heart to warm!

Playing with me noticeably shortens life's span. Now in your dreams, I play cheerfully and free. Helpless, you stand in the palm of my hand, While I watch with a smile, the spectacle special for me.

When dawn broke upon a pool of blood on the floor, My master lay still, his heart turned to stone. My new best friend took me away, I adore, He said, "What a lovely creation to own."