| the prologue to my story, my friends read it and give me feedback |


Porcelain DollPorcelain doll with tangled hair, People pass or stop and stare, Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn, Her parents regret the day she was born, Her plastic heart has melted down, Her stunning smile, a perfect frown, Her shining future, a blackened road, Her flowing words, a fucked up code.Porcelain Doll
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead, And voices scream inside her head, A falling rain of acid tears, Mirrors reflecting all her fears, A fire raging through her veins, Drugs to reduce all her pains, Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised, Her staggering
Trust me, it looks a LOT better on the computer for some reason then on paper o.O
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OMG.... its a signature!
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will you still hold me when you see what i have done, will you kiss me just the same?
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OMG.... its a signature!
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will you still hold me when you see what i have done, will you kiss me just the same?
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will you still hold me when you see what i have done, will you kiss me just the same?
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Thank you for breathing, living, and loving... You never know when your smile will make someones day.
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will you still hold me when you see what i have done, will you kiss me just the same?
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