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I twist and contort from the light Hiding my cracking porcelain skin If I step too hard an arm will fall to the earth and shatter. Turn to quick and my ribs will crumble inwards. So delicate I walk on glass  stick legs, careful my footprints don’t leave stains in the snow. I shudder upwards towards the moon but only reach my bedroom window, in I go, they’ll never know. I prop myself up on the wire stand that keeps me from collapsing and gently lower down the bell jar that keeps me safe. I pop a blue pill to sleep and pray I don’t wake up tomorrow.
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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 10:10 PM UTC
I hide my truth
there once a bittersweet girl she was fragile like a porcelain doll and had a hopeful heart, unbroken yet she fell in love with a boy dark and stormy on the inside, shattered more than a few times their story is anything but a fairy tale tumultuous from start to end taking place a long, long time ago this girl was not the nicest not the happiest or the easiest to please but with him she was a star, a summer breeze, a soul truly at ease his gloomy blue clouds began to follow her around stifling her golden glow it wasn’t long before this sad boy got bored of his lovely doll soon he found a new toy something fun to entertain and this new dolly quickly fell right into his trap he whispered to his secret toy sweet nothings all night long although she knew he wasn’t hers all along his golden girl never heard a thing her ignorance was simply bliss his pretty new toy made him so happy he couldn’t bear to part ways, so with her he spent his sleepy nights, with his doll his days he told her she was special, his favorite little princess, the secret was now far too much to hide rumors only grow so soon enough the word got round and our stormy boy was caught the porcelain doll was shattered from the inside out but time went fast the cracks were sealed and the golden girl moved on the same cannot be said of the boy who broke her heart he loves her still and lives alone ashamed of what he’s done he left his toys and the years blew past yet he never loved again
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Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
The Golden Girl