Mannequin short poem

Photo by Paul Keller

I used to be a child
its been a long time
to the stations
I have seen big city lights

Mannequin mannequin
shining bright
you all like twins
what a glorious night

I used to be like
that one of you
gloss in skins and
clothes brand new

Standing in a room
in an immaculate shirt
you saw me mannequin
filled with dirt

I never see you
crying or feeling down
sweetest you smile
in that crimson gown

I want to touch you
I know never I can
you stand like a movie star
but how small I am

But all these days
are now gone
where are you mannequin
you sweet long one

I am tired here mannequin
under shining star
it makes me happy
but I can’t move any more

All day I see a
kid with eyes of grin
thinking who doesn’t
want to be a mannequin..

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