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i'm a porcelain doll
     brimming with sand
rough and course
scraping my bones
stuffing my lungs
anchoring me down
i ache to speak
     yet nothing croaks out

- katrina ******
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Abby M Jan 4
You were falling
So I stretched out my porcelain hand
But you were scared
And you gripped it too hard
Now it’s broken
And so are you
Silverflame Oct 2018
The porcelain bird flew so very high
until its neck encountered with the ground.
From the windowsill to the edge of night
it died alone; with no one else around.
Lil lotus Oct 2018
I love porcelain dolls
How smooth the porcelain is
The creepy eyes
I love how fragile they are
How fragile they feel
How breakable they seem
Thats why i get along with them so well
Were so fragile, Our eyes give it away too
Always looking so sad or even creepy

One to many cracks we break
We just shatter
Not much we can do once we do
I guess you can try to glue us back
But
the glue
will only last so long
its a never ending cycle

We love
We hate
We *****
We break
You glue
      And  just Wait
Rizna M Rameez Oct 2018
Sometimes you have those fierce emotions
And you can't take on your own fierceness
You need to break somewhere

Don't break alone
Alone is the hardest place
To get back from
Trust them
And lower your strength
Because you can't hold up the sky for too long

We're human
We can rebuild
So stop comparing yourselves
To porcelain
We're not

Irreparable
When we are builders of whole cities
Why can't we build ourselves up again?
06.10.2018
Just something motivational. Sometimes you need to let go of all that you've been holding in. All that crushing you. Sometimes you just need to. Do it with someone. Be there for them too. Life is sharing. We share shoulders when we're down.
Feeamanillah.
Lydia Aug 2018
I didn't ask to be made so sensitive
to have days where words feel like they can bruise me
or looks can cut right through me
I didn't mean to be born with skin as fragile as porcelain
and a heart made of glass
if a small bump can break me,
with one slip I would shatter
Phi Kenzie Jul 2018
Bloodless skin
loveless kin
covet hugs from other sins

Streakless ego
signs of Inigo
white knight spine flushed into a sinkhole
Qwn Jul 2018
She was real, maybe that's why I clung onto
her.
She was glass in a sea of plastic,
But stronger.
She had heard it all already,
Any insult you could throw she would catch
then drop.
I envied that.
Maybe that's why I broke her.
Christian Hicks Jul 2018
I want to jump in, swim in the river
That runs beneath your porcelain skin
I'll only come up for air
I promise, I'll fill your lungs
I'll be the medicine that you need
I want to pump through your veins
Like the drugs that you crave
I want to be there when
It all comes crashing down
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