Rag Dolls

Such a shame,
A decade or more long gone,
Still as broken as ever,
Even I laughed at how silly you are...

Even the dollmaker gets tired,
Coat of paint after paint,
Yet the cracks often renew itself,
That's how crackpot are born perhaps..

All the ornaments draped upon you,
Grace heaven grant upon you,
Miracle after miracle,
Yet, you keep peeling...