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Rag dolls

Not a sratch on him , no broken bones . Yet still he rag dolled  run over his head and neck another sidechair . Woke up two weeks later with short term memory loss thought to far gone . Awakened by a heart attack , threw  him across the room dead for 20 min . To far gone , sang creeps I don't belong here line . Got depression , and a doctor loose with persriptions caused her to fall slash jump off a balcony , gone to far , beginning of the end .  Rag doll we all have been . Someone or something or some event has chewed us up and spit us out . Some came close to death , some crossed over and came back . Unfinished business to attend to . Rag doll your loved and wanted your not who you were but not on life support . Cancer ate a few from the inside out and outside in . Addiction got many , just couldent stop , gone to far . Chose their demise . A few took there lives . Suicide . A young man gassed in a car , another hanging in a bus  . I remember you all  . As a little girl I had a rag doll . I used to stick pensils in her . As a grown  up . I   now ,  know much about sybolisim . Rag doll , rag doll lights on but no one's home . Never thought you would loose your mind,  being a dribbling mess .Uthinatiatia to far , or letting  nurture and nature hold the hand of the rag doll . 

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