i am nothing.
i the empty shell
hollow
the plastic doll
brought to life
look at me
in my stature
in my movement
almost human
yet my existence
is purely
magic and
pointless
a toy
dress me up
to hurt me
is meaningless
the soul
was never given to me
the flesh and blood
are synthetic
part of the illusion
yet my
perceived feelings
have hurt
you
and they
shouldn’t
don’t give me feelings
i don’t have
give me life
give me affection
give me warmth
give me hope
give me
all that i don’t have
give me your kindness
and wait for the magic
like an orchid
wait for the bloom
the best is yet to come
don’t worry about
"nothing"
dream of the flowers
dream in Technicolor
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