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I begin as porcelain Soul filled with something foul I open my mouth and the Devil pours out I turn to ashes And drown in the rain Diluted and weak I will not burn again I become ivory Rare and hunted Once again, my life is stunted I am reborn as flame I bring destruction Still I am weak So chaotic I cannot function I am left as marble Cold and sharp Still so many hammer blows Will breaks apart the marble shard heart So I build myself from what I once was Now I wrap silver around my heart And work gold into my soul I am glass Cleansed by the fire that once destroyed me am marble, and i carve myself into art I am the ashes, and the things that hurt me once will never get that close again At last I am porcelain   I am free in my fragility I guard it with twisted spikes of steel I hold the key to my hear So I keep it unbreakable.
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 3:44 PM UTC
Unbreakable
I begin as porcelain Soul filled with something foul I open my mouth and the Devil pours out I turn to ashes And drown in the rain Diluted and weak I will not burn again I become ivory Rare and hunted Once again, my life is stunted I am reborn as flame I bring destruction Still I am weak So chaotic I cannot function I am left as marble Cold and sharp Still so many hammer blows Will breaks apart the marble shard heart So I build myself from what I once was Now I wrap silver around my heart And work gold into my soul I am glass Cleansed by the fire that once destroyed me am marble, and i carve myself into art I am the ashes, and the things that hurt me once will never get that close again At last I am porcelain   I am free in my fragility I guard it with twisted spikes of steel I hold the key to my hear So I keep it unbreakable.
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joanna-ross
Scotland
Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 3:44 PM UTC
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