Rag Doll Tendancies


She once thought 
a change of scenery
would be everything she needed 
to survive and thrive...
new locations, 
new senses, 
new instincts
forged in a sense 
of what used to be
certainty. 

She was just a pawn
in so many versions
of the same game,
drowning and chained
in empty promises 
and meaningless vows
where the only held weight
when she was of any use
then discarded.

If only she could see 
beyond the masks
and stop believing 
in happily-ever-after.
 

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