I have a porcelain doll
painted face and all
fragile and cold she is placed on a shelve
leaning on other knick nacks
she sits there, same face expression
everyday with big brown eyes
no heart
no start
people try to find her flaws
bend her arms
and see where she is most breakable
I know a porcelain doll
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hi...
ReplyDeletei was reading through some of your poems and wanted to leave a little comment so you know that i was here...
i especially like this one of the doll... and also unplugged, below...
hope you don't mind if i follow along with this blog...
I don't mind at all and thank you I appreciate it. (:
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