His Doll

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The sun comes up,

And soon goes down;

I look in the mirror,

And still see a frown.
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I used to be happy,

And life was kind.

Now I am hurting,

And feeling so blind.
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What happened to me?

If I may ask;

There is nothing there,

When I perform a task.
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Is my heart dead,

Or just very cold?

Do feelings die?

As one grows old?
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Whatever happens,

I don’t seem to care;

I just gaze into darkness,

With a silent stare.
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As my thoughts run wild,

I start to sigh;

Because I have the answer,

I know why.
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A man can lose wealth,

Then lose it all;

But nothing will ever hurt,

Like loosing his doll.
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Written 6-25-90

© Gary R. Ferris