Blackened eyes and darkened lips,
Bloody nails with midnight tips.
Sharpened fangs and snowy skin.
Little Gothic mannequin.
Hanging from your strings so tight.
Sleep all day, brought out at night.
Broken from your Master's Play.
Bleeding wounds are on display.
In a cage of his design:
Crystal glass and velvet lined.
No emotion in his eyes.
Little care for silent cries.