paper people

Blood flavored kisses

Concealed heart break in paper dolls

In the stage of the moment

Paper dresses

Ragged on the edges

You cut outside the lines

When you slip you snip...

The arm off

But paper veins don’t bleed

And you return to surgery

Tape seals the wound

A little uneven but careful almost better

You attach the doll to a stick

And the paper love begins

Fairy tale love stories

Watched by everyone

Always perfect

Hair never mussed

Cloths never dirty

The credo to live by

But in paper world

Rain trickles down and they melt

Mouths shaped in silent o's

They scream and cry

Because they know the truth of their lies

But is it really their fault?

Is it yours?

When day break comes

They drown

Soggy paper people

In thick red paint

From the crime you spawned

Perfect paper people stand not the same

The tape is gone the arm forgotten

You ‘re-cut the pattern far to many copies are formed.