Frosted Freaks

I'll be there for you
waiting on your shelf
until you come and play again
I'll play with no one else

Why can't you remember
that you left me here alone
you put me back in my box
I'm your forgotten past time doll

Come and play another game
a game that just won't end
I can't stand you leaving
I know you left again

So maybe I should give up
and wait for the dust to coat my eyes
Then maybe I should cry out
and at least hear one more "good night"

Author's Note

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