Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Wax Doll (I would burn people if I could)

When she had a smile, it fell to a frown
And melted away, leaving no trail, no trace.
Xero eyes that could be poked away with shame.

Dancing in flames, I watch her writhe and laugh.
Over time, her mass would be nothing, and I
Laugh some more. A nightmare she was, but so
Lovely now that she no longer stares and smiles.

8-19-10


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