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Oct 2013
I have the face of a  Porcelain Doll
or so I'm told
but unlike Porcelain Dolls
my face continues to grow old

I have been told I'm a beautiful girl
but beauty fades with time
so don't fall in love with beauty
but fall in love with rhyme.
© Alysia Michelle
Alysia Michelle
Written by
Alysia Michelle  America
(America)   
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   ---, Megan, Jay, Isabella Pullivan and MKJ
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