I am a doll with doll eyes, doll face, doll body if you prefer, red doll cheeks too I am a real doll but I don't shut up when they ask me to I yell, I feel, I swear, I laugh I bleed I am a doll but nevertheless I have my own principles my memories, my humanity perhaps I'm a different doll but my problem's that I'm not plastic although I'm a doll I won't let you play with me you see, I'm a doll without plastic, without fake, but with a heart I am a doll, yet I'm not a toy my problem's that I'm not insensitive not plastic just me a doll a human doll unreal and they are mad shouting at me demanding stuff trying to change me judging me for not being plastic.Birth sign: Libra
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