The Blow Up Doll.
Blow Me Up Before You Use Me,
Deflate Me When You Hate Me.
I'm Convenient.
With My Painted On Face And My Printed On Hair,
Strong Enough Not To Let Emotion Through The Vinyl,
Weak Enough To Flop.
Blatant Visible Seams To Show The Weakest Points,
So You Know Where To Tear Me Apart.
I Could Come With A Voice Box,
It Replaces My Heart.
The Airhead.
Or Seen As To Be.
If This Air Is My Thoughts Then I'll Burst My Own Brain.
Where Will You Point The Pin This Time?
Suprise Me.
Hey, At Least I'll Be Thinner.
Then You Can Buy A New One.
Love, Your Blow Up Doll.
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