The Lonely Doll

In tribute to all things petite
 pretty and sweet, the lonely doll.
 This first i offer a greet
 and desire to repeat the lonely doll.

 poetry painted from truth
 but imagine the suit the lonely doll.
 For beauty eternally in youth
 those pity compassion and roots
 the lonely doll.

 I stumble out of the salute
 and evening last June, the lonely doll.
 And heard a distant .. under the .. moon
 the lonely doll.

 my soul with .. go with .. dolls
 the song .. the lonely doll.
 I follow the dark and lights
 until a ... house, the lonely doll.

 And till the wind goes to sea
 a doll before me, a lonely doll.
 Singing to the mirror was she
 was it a .., the lonely doll.
 Her room was of dresses and bows
 for a doll is a curse, the lonely doll.

 she ..into breath from a rose
 and ..tones, the lonely doll.
 With some brush made of jade and pearl
 she ..blond curl, the lonely doll.

 i saw the ..of a girl
 on the tear drops and .. the lonely doll.
 She went to her canapé bed
 and laid down her head, the lonely doll.
 She picked up her sheep on and said
 something with dread, the lonely doll.

 the ..was too drunk to make sense
 i felt ..to her sense, the lonely doll.
 And turned to leave this pretend
 from my black .., the lonely doll.
 I remember that singing doll
 and her greaves call, the lonely doll.
 and it's a little remind to the song
 who said this wasn't so small, the lonely doll