Box of Barbies

Your box of Barbies sit on the shelf

A keepsake of sorts, a conquest, a shrine

Good sir, are you proud of yourself?

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You did what you needed to do, you asked if they enjoyed themself

Oh, you’ll keep them safe won’t you!?

Your box of Barbies sit on the shelf

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An unassuming smile, a gentle look and she’d convinced herself

To give away a diamond for less than half a heart

Good sir, are you proud of yourself?

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Moons later, your collection has multiplied itself

It’s an odd dream house to share, but the friendships seem to bloom well in there

Your box of Barbies sit on the shelf

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You’ve outdone thyself!

“What a glittering assemblage, King Stefan”

Good sir, are you proud of yourself?

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I heard you hear voices in the night now, and they seem to repeat themself

They weren’t the ones buying, but they paid too high a price

Your box of Barbies sit on the shelf

Good sir, are you proud of yourself?