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the doll

by @Not-Me

there once was a doll with rosy cheeks and porcelain skin. her smile painted a permanent happiness until she fell off the shelf and since she was no egg there were no kings men to put her together again so she laid on her floor cried those porcelain tears. the doll is no more long since forgotten on the dusty floor just because she was never an egg.
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Published
Sep 21, 2016
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#love#heartbreak#depression#tears#lost#porcelain#doll
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