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Birthday
• 1991-12-02
Gender
• Female
Location
• close your eyes and think of the crappiest place on the face of the earth....yeah thats where im forced to live.
Member Since
• 2006-06-28
Occupation
• at the moment...i have none
Real Name
• You dont need to know it. Please just call me Spike

Personal

Achievements
• Going to State with one of my artworks, finishing half a book, with high hopes of getting it published.
Anime Fan Since
• A long time. I started out with pokemon when i was little and just worked my way up.
Favorite Anime
• DeathNote. Fullmetal Alchemist. Wolf's Rain. Grave of the Fireflies
Goals
• Pulbication. Recognition as an artist. Becoming a professional tattoo artist, or clothing desginer.
Hobbies
• Drawing, painting, Writing, playing guitar, listening to music, hanging with the gang, or hanging with my boy.
Talents
• Drawing. Writing. and i can touch my nose with my tongue...

myOtaku.com: missmurder14

Saturday, November 18, 2006

The Paper Doll
Never leaving her paper tomb
She never says a word
Mabye their just not listening
But if she has its never been heard

Clutching onto nothing
But a picture of them all
Painted lips and rosey cheeks
Now she's just the paper doll

Silently she lets them dress her
In all their fancy silk
Willow skin, unchanging eyes
But thats just the way she's built

Tucked away, is her frozen heart
Where nobody can see
No longer can she feel loves burn
But thats the way it's ment to be

Standing alone in her silent room
She grasps the window pane
To look apon a world once wonderful
Now all she sees is shame

Her glossy lips of red
So delicatly painted
Just to taste the wine of hope
But as she does she finds its tainted

Sitting in the darkness
Her glass eye sheds a single tear
But as it does she covers her face
So none of them can see her

Standing in the parlor
In its greatness she longs to dance
But in her fragile figure
They would never give her the chance

She goes back up the ballroom stairs
Her appearance will never change
Dressed in the white of an angel
She's the doll without a name

Alone again in all her sodden memories
She takes the picture of when she lost them all
And with a cry she slits her throat
Now she's no longer the paper doll

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