• "My book stretches before my reach...
    We've shared a many memories my sweet.
    However,
    I'm left to wonder...
    Perhaps time and withdrawal did dwindle what little affection we did share.
    I'm not one to ponder on such preposterous thoughts,
    but my heart is weak and my mind contains a number of demons that plague every minute of my day...
    You can only say so much to the girl with a permanent smile upon her face.
    Only a few took notice of her affliction and even fewer persisted to see what's beneath.
    You of all do not seem to be one of those few.
    It is too soon to say where this fairly new relationship will lead but my heart aches with knowledge you will never know.
    Please don't make me weaker than what I am.
    This puppet remembers all too well those cursed days...
    When..."

    Those young souls released the doll and let it fall upon the ground to be forgotten in its heartache and misery.