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crabchips
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i'm used to sitting in my room all day. the door is locked from the outside.

paper dolls

i'm used to sitting in my room all day.

the door is locked from the outside.

i've tried to escape,

but my attempts are always failures.

through the dirty window, i can see

people with rings of keys.

sometimes, they'll catch the door

and unlock it.

i can dance and sing with these travelers until the moon rises.

other times, they'll glance at the door and continue walking.

i don't get out much, but i've found a way to thrive.

with fragile hands, i've made paper dolls.

they're scattered around the carpet.

i've got mermaids, skeletons, and banshees.

there's princesses, witches, and robots.

and shape-shifters, demons, and angels to boot.

stories flow off of my tongue,

and they move their bodies to play along.

when no one is there to let me out,

i create fables with my little paper people.

at least they keep me company.

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