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Spontaneous Song Writing[Disclaimer: I do not own Servant of evil, nor do I intend to stake claims that the tune is my own. It just goes to the tune, it's how I imagined it...]Spontaneous Song Writing by Sakka-chii
For a girl made of plastic, the whole word seems at fault
When her own life is perfect seemingly by default
Everything is to be flawless from her porcelain face
To her friends, to her life, her demeanaur and grace
There was a time when little miss doll stood
Imprisoned inside a clear plastic cell
There she met the purest, daintiest little girl
Fingers upon silken skirts, that's when she changed her world
Little miss doll could not comprehend
True love until she made friends
Her little girl brought her up nicely
Gave her dresses, and flowers, attended to her needs
For a girl made of plastic, why should she feel for a
Human girl who used her naught but a play thing?
She was delicate and flawless, ''Get your hands off me!"
Screamed her silent wax lips in a tone too angry
Regardless, life it would go on
And a time came when miss little dol
I go by BekkiiSeraphic on most internet mediums and I am a self proclaimed vampire with a sweet tooth. Or rather, someone who can't decided whether she likes Gothy macabre stuff or Kawaii sugary stuff. |
I'm a cosplayer,J-fashion enthusiast, writer, drama geek and absolute weeaboo trash.
Most of my hours are spent wasting away on the world wide web.
I'm fifteen and entering my final year of high school here in the UK ^u^