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All I do is sit and cry,
Just a worthless passerby.
Never do I know the time,
Listening to all the lies.
Sitting on a simple shelf.
Just a tiny little doll.
Watching how it all plays out,
And all the little games that hurt.
I can not do a thing,
But sit, and watch, and stare.
Spilling silent tears for others
For I am not controlled by the puppet masters.
Watching as the stages set up,
With the props made from fears.
Babies laying dead in cradles;
Children playing in unmanned stables.
Oh how cruel the world can be,
But it's all just another scene.
Lost in the endless, evil scheme.

-Ceri-Adair 2/12/09 7:52am