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Nov 2014
Cracks appearing in my porcelain skin,
probably because I'm thinking of you again.
The beauty of innocence will soon disappear,
and I will be left with eyes not as clear.
I don't know anymore what is going on. I feel like he took my innocence.. I associated porcelain with innocence.. I don't know why..
Danielle Barlow
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Danielle Barlow
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