Wind Up Doll Today, I am a wind up doll, So please, come turn the key My face is fixed And as I move I feel a bit, Mechanical. But still I walk a forward pace, Though I really don't go far The key will move And I will move But inevitably I Stop Because I am a wind up doll My body begins to droop So very still I stand bowed down Think of it as, Fate And then I'll turn the key again Wound up so nice and tight, Forward walk, An even pace How far to go Before I, Break Oh, an extra turn I see My gear still make me move. But again I slow, And I will droop, And soon I'll cease Move Don't worry about me, The wind up doll. Just see how far I'll go Behind a fix a face I'll show an exhaustion That no one, Seems to, Know.
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