The Beautiful Doll

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Her fragile face

Like a porcelain doll on the mantle

Painted to be prettier than the stars

Pale as the moon itself



It crumbled to pieces

It was shattered through ans through

Nothing more to gaze at,

Not her pretty self anymore



She never had a perfect personality

Just like the dolls she used to play with

Plastic, dull, lifeless

And easily broken

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TheDarkOne said...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 10:33 pm
This is such a metaphorically stunning piece. <3
 
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