behind hanging clothes,
a box of boy toys,
and dollies three
one with a wedding dress,
hair done just right,
she’s too pretty to play
one baby doll who cries
deep into the night…
just like me
one who creepily stares
because she’s been banished…
huddled in the closet
you might find me hiding,
cowering and crying,
hugging a special stuffed toy,
Snoopy, wearing a red tee
my Puppy Love
at least in the moment
he always comforted me
and I was loved
little hands cupped my ears
to block the screams, anger, hatred
behind hanging clothes,
a box of boy toys,
and dollies three
is where you may find
a little girl quietly sighing
with a breaking soul…
a small child wishing
upon a star for undying
love and friendship
one who creepily stares
because she’s been banished…
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