Views from Gia....
"The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above."
I am like a doll.
I am like a rag doll.....
A rag doll is made of stitches.
Stitches hold them together.
I am made of thousands of delicate little stitches.
Held close and taut, they keep me together.
They are strong, though tiny.
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Stitches have come undone.
Only a few...
I am still together...
Just not together....
Undone, undone, undone, undone,
but stilll together.
Stitches hold me together.
I am like a doll.
I am like a rag doll.....
A rag doll is made of stitches.
Stitches hold them together.
I am made of thousands of delicate little stitches.
Held close and taut, they keep me together.
They are strong, though tiny.
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Stitches have come undone.
Only a few...
I am still together...
Just not together....
Undone, undone, undone, undone,
but stilll together.
Stitches hold me together.