Dead Doll
Dead doll
On the floor
Red eyes staring blankly at him.
No emotion in the eyes of the doll.
Broken soul
Hurt heart
All hope is lost for my dead doll.
How do I bring you to life again?
Touch your shoulder
Your eyes go shocked
You sit up look at him sadness in your orbs of red
You look away
He moves closer to her
How do I awake her?
He leans down tilts her head back
Kisses her lips gently.
She is not a doll of the dead
Now, she is a living doll
A crying doll
A kissing doll
A loving doll
But, she is still a dead doll
That he loves
Ai Enma
The End
A/N I hoped you liked my poem about Ai/Ren I love them so I wrote this. R and R please Bye for now [:
